Running Motivation in a Cupcake
Where do you find motivation? I’ve found that it’s OK to truly love running and still have those days when you just don’t feel like it. Why is it sometimes so much easier to do something unhealthy, then it is to do something healthy? You know the days – when the only thing you want to do after a long day is to go home, take a nice shower and crawl into bed with a good book and the television blaring your favorite movie. Those are the days, however, when I have to look outside myself for motivation.
Sometimes we find motivation in the strangest places. Yesterday my motivation was a cupcake, actually a black forest cupcake. So sweet, yet so simple. One of my staff had a birthday party, which I was unfortunate enough to have missed. Always thinking of me, however, she left a delicious surprise on my desk – a black forest cupcake just for me. Next to chocolate, this is one of my very favorites.
I had spent the last two days practicing clean eating. Grapes were my “sweets”. I was loading my plate with vegetables, feeling pretty proud of myself, in fact. Here I was, however, at 6:30 p.m. with a cupcake smelling good and staring me in the face. It doesn’t take a PH.D. to figure out what happened next, yes I ate it….and I was so happy.
Time to leave work…I had planned to go to the gym, but home was calling my name; after all there was always tomorrow. The dilemma set in as I drew nearer the time to make a decision; a left turn to go home, or drive straight to get to a treadmill. Left to comfort, straight to go for a run. That was when the memories of the cupcake spoke to me (not literally, but imagine). Did I enjoy the cupcake? Yes. Did I have any trouble lifting the cupcake and eating it? No. Then why should I have a problem going to the gym? I shouldn’t. Then go…and go, I did. Amazingly enough once I got there, I did my complete workout as planned – and thoroughly enjoyed it! So what did I discover yesterday? Even on days when I’m not feeling it and I know better – just as good as I can devour a yummy cupcake, I can go for the run. So I guess I can safely say that my motivation – was a cupcake.