The Endless Struggle

There was a point in my life where I went to the gym and lifted weights/ exercised every single day. Except Sundays. Unfortunately, when I don't have any kind of routine to fall into [for example, school during the week and work on weekends] I get out of the habit of doing...well...anything productive. It happens all too easily for my taste and i've come to realize that this is the lazy rut I find myself in now. Normally I jump at the opportunity for a trip to the gym and thrive off of the energy rush from being in shape and burning off some steam from a stressful day. However, this is no normal situation. This past week I have been finding myself lounging around the house and complaining about the heat because I've been too tired from waking up at 4am everyday to do anything else. At least that used to be the excuse. Now that I'm adjusted to the schedule I should no longer groan and say "Nah, I think i'll just go to bed" or "No I have waaay too much homework" when I get an invitation to partake in family gym night.. Right? As if my melting six pack and dwindling triceps weren't motivation enough. I suppose as always when I find myself in this predicament I simply need to force myself back into the habit of going to the gym [and dang well enjoying it...or else]. No more excuses. I'm going to stop dreading it and like Nike always says, 'just do it'. And if words of encouragement happen to be your thing, feel FREE to send them my way.