LEMME BREAK DOWN WHATS GOIN ON IN THE OLD BRAIN BANANA, AND LETS SEE IF WE CANT MUSTER UP SOME MOTIVATION.
I’ve been running according to my running schedule, and I’ve been pretty stoked on it. I feel like I’m getting more comfortable with the idea of running this thing. I actually look forward to running after work. Its awesome.
Heres the other part: I could give two shits about anything else health related right now. I’m eating like “a fast moving dumpster,” drinking beer a few nights a week and havent been to the gym in over a week. I know exactly what it is that I need to eat to stay lean (lean for a polar bear), but, sheesh I really dont have the will power to not eat like Junkenstein (an immortal junk eating corpse composite), not drink like Charles Bukowski (a legendary drunk), and sleep like its an olympic sport (sports).
I’m hoping that its gonna be just kind of a wonky few weeks and Stella (Clarke) can get her (his) groove back in the next week or so.
(this is the exact moment that Stella got her groove back.)
I know motivation comes from somwhere deep inside all of us. Some deep dark place with lots of guts and black stuff… I just gotta figure out how to tap into it again…