Miserable Outside

I don't know what the weather is doing where you live, but here it's raining. Not your typical Pacific Northwest drizzle; it's raining with purpose. It is cold and dark and wet outside, and I'm inside. I should be on my way to workout, but I'm here warm and dry.

I came home to start dinner with every intention to turn around and head out to the gym. Instead, I find myself about as unmotivated as lazy gets. I can think of a hundred and one good reasons why I should workout tonight, and one not so good: I don't want to.

Normally I don't have a problem with motivation. Building upon success is easy. Lose five pounds, you want ten. Lose ten pounds, you want twenty. Tonight I want a bowl of turkey soup and to stay warm and dry. I don't think I'm loosing my edge. It's miserable outside.