Exhausted
Wow, so its almost 12, and I finally have a chance to wind down. I was up early for an exam in my electrical engineering class, had classes till about 2, weightroom right after, then work from 5 till 10, by the time I took a shower, ate, and cleaned up my place a lil bit, its 12am. It is very tough to stay motivated in these times, I am not sure sometimes how I get up in the morning and go again. It is more then just getting up though, it is knowing you are about to face another day, to better yourself, to take a few steps today towards your goal that you have had your mind on. This is a notion that keeps me going, I have a lot going on in my life right now, but these are all things I use to take steps in the right direction. I know that God is watching over me and there is no reason for me to give in and give up. Today I sat down for about 30 min before going to the weightroom and the though crossed my mind "man, it sure feels good to just sit down like my roomate gets to do all the time, just sit here and watch some T.V. (Willy wonka and the chocolate factory, classic) maybe I don’t need to go to the weightroom today, i mean I am going to work today, thats a workout right?" After the haze had settled I realized what i was thinking, I immediately grew sick to my stomach, how could I? How could I possibly put lazieness ahead of progress? I jumped up, grabbed my things, and did the damn thing. An you know what? looking back now at the end of my day, as i reflect on what happened and what I need to do tomorrow, I am glad I went. Cuz its in those darkest of times, the times where we doubt ourselves, where we feel like we can not go on, where we want to give up, where a couch and being fat sounds better then the weight room, it is those times, that our true character shines through, and who we really are can be seen. I am proud of who I am, are you?
Jax
