How do you stay motivated?
I have no motivation to start. I’m tired when I get home. I can’t stick with it for more than a week. I hate vegetables. I don’t have time to cook healthy meals. Being healthy is expensive. It’s easier to be unhealthy.
These statements are probably some of the most common things I hear from people when it comes to motivation or lack thereof to start an exercise and nutrition program.
Motivation really isn’t one of the chicken or the egg type of things, contrary to what you may think. Results or motivation? Which comes first?
The answer is unequivocally neither.
This is what I know now….about yoga.
I used to practice it. I used to practice yoga a lot. I was as flexible as I was strong. I was student of the month at my studio. I completed challenges. I rarely missed a day. But…I didn’t know why.
When I practiced Bikram yoga on a daily basis several years ago, I loved the way it made me feel physically. When I was in a room that was 105 degrees for 90 minutes, I really didn’t have time to worry, fear or think. All I cared about was making it through 90 minutes. And when the class was over, it was absolute bliss to feel the fresh air. My body felt exhausted, yet renewed at the same time.
When I decided to start working out from home, I stopped taking yoga classes. I quit my membership. What was my home away from home was no longer. And it was my decision to make this transition with the notion that I would eventually get back to it. I just didn’t realize it would be nearly six years.
Sometimes you have to let go of things to realize how grateful you are to have them.
I choose LOVE.
The night before we left for New York, we sat in silence, grief and sadness as we watched the breaking news of the Dallas police officers that were killed. My heart was hurting for the families that lost loved ones, for the violence, the uncertainty, the fear and for the direction of our future.
There was this part of me that didn’t want to even get on a plane the next morning. I felt myself go into a fearful state. So much uncertainty. What might happen in New York or other cities? Would it be safe? Would I be putting my family in harm’s way? Should we just stay home, in the comfort of our home, where it is ‘safe’?
The answer was a resounding NO.
I believe that nothing in life is certain. We have a choice to embrace love or live in fear.
If I never accomplish another thing in my life, I know one thing for sure. Being a mom is enough for me.
This week I’ve had the pleasure of being with my son in New York City as he attends a 5-day theatre camp. Even though he’s growing up fast, he still loves to be with me, hang out with me and occasionally still hold my hand if he’s a bit unsure of his surroundings.
Every night after a long day of dancing, singing, acting, and making new friends, I thought he would be exhausted. But rather, we have spent each evening speaking in Hamilton lyrics, having rap battles, watching Seinfeld to see if we recognize any familiar neighborhoods and of course trying our best to stay awake for Jimmy Fallon because well…we were just in THE building he records his show.
How did I get here?
Life is like one big road trip, with twists and turns, detours, breaks, life in the fast lane, slow lane, traffic jams, lonely rides, arriving at destinations and then the next.
Often, we can either get way too focused on the destination or we completely forget that we are in the driver’s seat, getting extremely off course or arriving at a place one day and coming to the realization that we have NO IDEA how we even got there.
As a 40-something mom, I see this every day. Women my age being either so focused on giving directions to others in our life that we forget about following directions in our own lives or not feeling we are worthy enough for follow our own map. We think for some crazy reason that taking the driver’s seat to our life is in some sort of twisted, odd way, a selfish act.
How did I get here?
I often think how our lives would be different if my husband and I started dating in 2016 vs. 1998. I’m glad we dated then…when things seemed a little less complicated.
But please understand. I’m not old-fashioned.
I’m not old-fashioned. I totally stalked him before we ever spoke… high atop the staircase of the nightclub we first met.
I’m not old-fashioned. I swiped to the right when I was interested…and then he reached his hand to grab mine after we flirted from across the room.
I’m not old-fashioned. I changed my status after our first date…when I declared loudly to all my co-workers…”I JUST MET MY FUTURE HUSBAND!”
Are you empowering your children?
If I asked you what you’d be willing to sacrifice for your kids, I bet most of you would say a lot. But what if I asked you what you are doing right now to do what you want? Are you fulfilled? I bet your kids dream big, but are you?
The other day my son came up to me and said “Mom, thank you so much for giving me so many opportunities, for teaching me how to build a business and for making me the best dinner.”
That pretty much melted my heart because that is the EXACT reason I decided to build my own health and fitness business. I help change lives so I can help change his life.
Gratitude. We hear that word so often lately. Be grateful. Be thankful. Enjoy the little things for someday you will realize they were the big things. Be kind. Show appreciation.
It’s at this time of year that we call attention especially to gratitude and thankfulness. We celebrate it. We have an entire day to celebrate being thankful. We have traditions around it. We share with others why we are thankful. It makes us feel good.
And then the season passes and we stop being as intentional as about it. We let the little things creep back in. We get annoyed by slow drivers or having to wait in line at the grocery store. We get impatient with our kids. We often complain to strangers. We demand things. We want things our way.