Lack of Motivation

"The condition of being eager to act or work," (Merriam Webster Dictionary). Let's be real, who here has ever been eager to work? When I read this definition, I chuckled. Why? Because is anyone really eager to act or work? Then I thought, when was the last time I was excited to do something that pertained to working... this kind of put me on pause. Frankly, I am in my I don't care about anything era... well at least that is what I tell myself because it is easier to tell myself that than feel all the cares I have. It is easier to say I don't care about my weigh or how I look than to be so disgusted with myself.

What I have been finding with the past few days is you can truly give or find any reason to NOT do something. It is in the moments when you can find a reason TO DO something that sets you apart.

There was a situation I had to face at the end of this week that was much harder and more surprising than I anticipated. A dream that I had conjured up in my head was quickly halted by someone else's lame excuse. Yes I am still bitter but bear with me. In the midst of the other person trying to make them selves feel better for not finding motivation to fulfill what they promised, I began to take a step back... I breathed. I pondered. Why do I feel such hard feelings about this person not showing up when I don't show up EVER for myself anymore. It was almost as if I had to take a hard look at myself through another person's actions. I am still not sure if I am more mad at the person who hurt me or myself. All of this to say, I can ALWAYS find motivation to secure an excuse but if I would only take that energy to find a reason why TO DO whatever it is, things would be much better.

Before we continue, would you be bold enough, brave enough to take a deep look at your choices, your motivation, your promises and see if the outcome is due to yourself, someone else or a big old lie that states, "I'm in my I don't care era."

There isn't one woman I know that can truly state the above quote with honesty. Caring is what we are designed for. We may not care for ourselves as much as we should but within us as woman is a nurturing aspect that cannot be denied.

Before we find our motivation we need to make sure we know where it went off to. Without a treasure map, there is no way to find the treasure. Or maybe you just need to admit that your motivation is gone. It is okay not to be okay momma. As my soap box comes to a close, can you determine when the last time you were eager to work or act?

For example, I remember loving to workout when I was in community that met more than once a week. Recalling being motivated by proving to my dad I am strong like he is. Demonstrating how I chose to move my body could also help others. There was a time when I really loved working out and moving my body thru dance. Momma, maybe it is time we return to the things we love... both when it comes to working out and in other aspects of our lives. I don't necessarily think our motivation goes anywhere, I just think we get so caught up in moming we forget to be ourselves too. Who said the dishes had to be done every night before you sleep? Girl, take your game you play at night and go hop on a bike. Watching T.V? Do some squats or walk around. Honestly, committing to yourself is the first destination on that treasure map. Did you find your fitness color yet? That would be another pit stop on the way to motivation.

Motivation never left, you CHOSE to ignore it, just like you choose to ignore your own needs. And momma, that is not how it is supposed to be.