Step Away From the Cake

Motivation is a funny thing for me. Actually, I guess it is for most people since I hear all kinds of people talk about losing it and not being able to get it back, etc. For me it feels like riding a roller coaster (which BTW I do not like). Generally, when I start off after having done nothing for a while, I go at it full speed. I am engaged. Committed. On Board. Whatever. Usually I start strong and do well. Then things begin to taper off. It can take days, weeks, or even months, but my motivation will start to wane. This is a critical time. If I let the waning motivation win, I generally stop what I'm doing. It's happened with running, triathlon, Zumba, everything. Granted the motivation usually went hand in hand with an injury. The injury would slow me down, the motivation would start to wane, and then next thing I knew I was sitting on the couch eating ice cream every night. As I look back over the past weeks posts, I realize this is where I was. After I injured my back, I...

I sat down and started to write a post yesterday that was all whiny and talked about how maybe Crossfit wasn't the think for me. Blah, blah, blah.... I did not get to finish the post as we had to run out. Today I was at work and debating Crossfit after work while I found the above while cruising Facebook. It says, and I quote: I will beat her I will trainer harder I will eat cleaner I know her weaknesses I know her strengths I've lost to her before, but not this time She is going down I have the advantage I know her well She is the old me This was exactly what I needed to see at exactly the right time. I was getting ready to give into the old me. I was ready to throw the towel in, without even trying to fight it out. By seeing this I realized what I was doing and I was not going to let that happen. I purchased this bag and it will be my Crossfit bag.  I need to fight and I need to fight hard. I got this!!!!