Today I was as un-motivated as one human could get. After deciding to drink plenty of beer last night and hanging out having rare red meat with a buddy; it was a no brainer. I had the wrong shoes, my ankle bothered me and I didn't pack a hat. Why on earth would i try to do anything today? Unfortunately this has become a daily struggle lately despite my upcoming plans. Easily, having coffee hanging out at the UofA seemed a hell of a lot better than walking up A Mountain.
Earlier in the week i was talking to Ashley the bartender. She told me of her desire to join a gym and we started discussing motivation. She prefers the gym setting and to be around people; this helps inspire her. I got to thinking... Perhaps this would help me pull myself out of the funk I'd been in. Though honestly the gym life has never suited me. Its too narcissistic for my taste. Yes, I know, you read that right :-) Still something has been lacking in my efforts. Until what transpired today and how it completely refocused me.
Getting off the bus near the UofA i decided to take in "the views" at the tennis center. "The views" being very fit women taking their aggression out on that little yellow ball. Before I had seen it, i was hearing it a block away. The grunts of two women obviously in an epic struggle to the death. Striking that ball back and forth like they were at Wimbledon. No doubt they are going to make it worth while for me taking this route. Well it was worth it but not near the way I expected it.
As I came closer to the match and was able to focus on who the sounds were coming from; it put my lazy ass straight back into gear. The competitors were trading viscous ground strokes from their wheelchairs. By no means could i have expected this but results of it were tremendous. It took me all of five seconds to just start walking to A Mountain and taking two trips up it today.
The whole time getting on myself for being so damn lethargic in my habits as of late. Dissecting all the wrong things I've been doing. Eating the wrong foods, the "cop out" bus rides I've been taking instead of using these two legs I've been given. The excuses of the wrong shoes or I didn't bring a hat just didn't cut it any longer. I mean how could I not be motivated after seeing those two women playing there guts out? How could you not?
Yes my ankle is sore and I pushed it hard today. Though i had 6l of water i did not take a sip until I was done. Though the walk / hike was shorter than some, it was at very brisk pace almost a run. That extra mile back to the UofA instead of taking a bus was all because of the motivation I gained from them. Bangarang!
Earlier in the week i was talking to Ashley the bartender. She told me of her desire to join a gym and we started discussing motivation. She prefers the gym setting and to be around people; this helps inspire her. I got to thinking... Perhaps this would help me pull myself out of the funk I'd been in. Though honestly the gym life has never suited me. Its too narcissistic for my taste. Yes, I know, you read that right :-) Still something has been lacking in my efforts. Until what transpired today and how it completely refocused me.
Getting off the bus near the UofA i decided to take in "the views" at the tennis center. "The views" being very fit women taking their aggression out on that little yellow ball. Before I had seen it, i was hearing it a block away. The grunts of two women obviously in an epic struggle to the death. Striking that ball back and forth like they were at Wimbledon. No doubt they are going to make it worth while for me taking this route. Well it was worth it but not near the way I expected it.
As I came closer to the match and was able to focus on who the sounds were coming from; it put my lazy ass straight back into gear. The competitors were trading viscous ground strokes from their wheelchairs. By no means could i have expected this but results of it were tremendous. It took me all of five seconds to just start walking to A Mountain and taking two trips up it today.
The whole time getting on myself for being so damn lethargic in my habits as of late. Dissecting all the wrong things I've been doing. Eating the wrong foods, the "cop out" bus rides I've been taking instead of using these two legs I've been given. The excuses of the wrong shoes or I didn't bring a hat just didn't cut it any longer. I mean how could I not be motivated after seeing those two women playing there guts out? How could you not?
Yes my ankle is sore and I pushed it hard today. Though i had 6l of water i did not take a sip until I was done. Though the walk / hike was shorter than some, it was at very brisk pace almost a run. That extra mile back to the UofA instead of taking a bus was all because of the motivation I gained from them. Bangarang!
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