*Somewhat long, and a partial diatribe, but a good read for people who are lacking motivation *
For everyone who is embarking on this fitness journey (for most, it will or has already become a life long pursuit) there is, behind it all, motivation.
Recently I have put on close to 10 lbs from my lowest weight in september. The cause? Lack of motivation and more importantly, I was doing it for the WRONG reasons! This post is mainly dedicated to new users, or people who have are relatively new at the game, however it applies to everyone who aspires to be fit.
I am not going to bullshit you, I did it for the girls. I went through my entire high school tenure at 260 lbs at 5'10. Let me tell you, I wasn't the first one to jump in at pool parties. But then I started losing weight. I got it in my head that I was going to get fit no matter what, and nothing would stop me! I would put highschool behind me, and be absolutely ripped for college! Life would be golden!
Well, I lost about 65 lbs and went down to 195 (after a total of 2 and a half years, losing it in intervals). I was ecstatic, confident, and a tank in the gym. I was picked first in sports, I could outrun all my friends, and I....got a girlfriend. Thats when the problems arose...
I stopped being motivated for the gym. This girl was very into me, and I had an amazing relationship, and was completely content with everything in my life for the first time in...well, ever. Perhaps I got too comfortable. My diet became more relaxed; I had a girlfriend now, right? What harm would a cookie, or a bowl of icecream do? Or worse yet, if im feeling abit bored, or hanging out with my girlfriend, why not skip the gym that day? This way of thinking soon became regular. I would have seconds for dinner, indulge a little too often and my training schedule was sporadic. This hit me a few weeks ago when I stepped on the scale at the gym for the first time in months... 207 (in september I was 195). I was devastated... I immediately went home and re-wrote all my goals and action plan. I had to stop that behavior before it got too far gone, and I sat down and thought about how it had happened... It was the girl.
Once I got the girlfriend, which was my whole driving purpose, my edge, that little chip on my shoulder that said "no, you do not need a bowl of icecream right now. have some fruit, jackass, youl thank me later", I fell off the wagon. Fitness wasnt nearly as important, as I had reached my end result. I was not doing it to be healthy, or to excell at sports, or to run a marathon. I did it for vanity, and it came back to bite me.
If you have read this far, thank you. I mainly just needed to express this for myself, but I figured that SOMEONE in this community has had a problem similar... so please, when you are writing down your goals and thinking about WHY you are doing all this in the first place, why you are pushing it in the gym, why you are using the eliptical for 60 minutes, why you are so focused on your diet (come on... oatmeal gets old) make sure you do it for the right reasons! It will help you in the end, and remind you that this is a lifelong journey, not a short term fix. Now I must get to the gym... there is work to be done.