Where do you dig your motivation from?

princeza9

My parents and soccer.

A few years ago, my dad and I moved a lot of furniture and other stuff into a 2nd floor condo with no elevator. Every time I was getting tired/sore/cranky, my dad would simply say "Cowgirl up" and it was enough to get me moving. After all, he was 57 and I was 27.

Fast forward a few years and a few countries, I was driving across the US to move to California for a fresh start. And I hated how I looked in so many pictures. I felt so fat and ugly. So instead of wallowing in depression, which I used to do, I decided to do something about it. My first step was eating better. My 2nd step- more exercise. I don't work right now, so I don't have any extra money for a gym membership. But I have a pair of walking sneakers. I started doing 4 miles a few days week, going up to 5.5 and finally up to 7.7. And I started Couch to 5K.

This is leading me to soccer- my favorite sport. I love watching it on TV (EPL, Bundesliga, MLS), and I loved playing it. Haven't been able to in years since I was too heavy and too out of shape. I want to play soccer again. I want my parents to be proud of their only child (they are anyway, honestly. Just extra proud).

I will play soccer again. So getting a US men's national team jersey when I reach goal weight. With Dempsey's name & number.

Mdin1029

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If you wait for motivation to magically appear? You’ll still be sprawled on your couch watching The Real Housewives in a decade.

The clouds do not part. Inspiration does not strike. You will probably never be overcome by the urge to exercise. You. Just. Do. It.

It turns out Nike might be onto something. Who knew?"
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Love it. I agree, I also believe those who say motivation come after you start. Seeing results keeps me motivated. That can be results in size or in ability/strength.

DominiqueSmall

Myself. I have been called a pit bull.

Curry0724

I understand! There are days when I feel so lazy and I make excuses for myself on why I can't work-out a certain day... or why it is okay to just have a half a pizza for dinner. Then I wake up the next morning... see the scale tip a little higher... feel awful and do nothing about it. It is a HORRIBLE and vicious cycle.

So on the days I know I have to work until 7:30 pm. I wake up an hour earlier and do a work-out video. Do I like it... no, but I cannot become my own excuse.

When I begin to understand that the ONLY thing standing between me and a healthy me... is indeed myself... That kicks my butt into gear. I cannot blame it on anyone or anything else... frankly it is just me. And if I want to be different, I have to do things I have never done before. And that is wake up at 6:00 AM to work out.

It is mental at first... but once the pounds come off it becomes more than that.

Rosa1213

This may not be what you were looking for, but I get my motivation from looking in the mirror in the morning and feeling fu*king disgusting.
I don't want to feel like that anymore.

peaceinside

Action creates Motivation! MOVE even when you don't want to!!!
Peace! :flowerforyou:

Dinob661

Before I lost 100lbs, I had so much trouble finding the motivation I needed to even get started let along dig for anything. I often say when I saw the scale say basically 300lbs that I decided that night I was going to do it. It wasn't that easy though. I had a sit down in front of the mirror and reflected on a lot of things. What do I really want in this life? Do I want it to be short, do I want to be a burden to family when I am older because I can't get around? Do I want to see my kids grow up at all when I have them?

I really want to have a family and grow old with someone, and have Kids and watch them grow old and have kids. I want to be able to play sports like I used to without getting tired and kicking @*kitten* at it. most of all, I want to live. I just couldn't do that the road I was going down. I never got depressed, because I am always an upbeat person. But while I was sitting down staring at myself, in the mirror I asked myself is this me? Am I OK with this? When I thought about all that stuff.... I got angry. I got angry at myself for letting myself get to the point I got to.

That same night. I went to the Gym. I literally kicked my @$$. I burned about 1500 calories. I kept up that feeling, that fire inside for about 6 Months I went to the gym everyday. I Lost the 100lbs. I am at 200lbs now. And I am happy, but not content. I still have that fire inside to push myself. I never ever want to go back to where I was or feel like I did. There are days were it is hard as hell to stay on the right track. But the Beautiful thing about this journey is 1 day does not undo everything you have done. Your body is shockingly resilient, and 1 days worth of damage is a drop in the bucket. As long as you don't let to many drops accumulate overtime then you will be fine!


My journey still has a long way to go. And Just because I got to my goal weight, doesn't mean it's time to stop. Gotta keep going.... I have to for me and everyone I care about or will care about, once I realized I had all that to look forward to nothing was gonna stop me.

/end life story lol