Can't Stop....Won't Stop!

I wish I woke up every morning with an unbridled sense of motivation and boundless energy. But, I don't. I have to drag my arse outta bed wake up a little bit and have my Shakeology before I'm ready to do anything. Shakeology then conquering. That being said, I've NEVER been into fitness until recently. I literally dressed down for gym in school, went to roll call then pieced out of there! I hated comparing myself to others..trying to run the track and being in last, huffing and puffing while it seemed effortless for others. UGH. Being a Mom completely changed me. It wasn't an option to be lazy anymore and the only person I had to "compete" with was my budding little babe, who was all too fast out maneuvering me! Not to mention that I did NOT want to be the fattest Mom at the park. I know I know, I shouldn't compare myself to others...but, don't act like you've never done it! So, I am on Mission HOT MOM! hahaha. Even for me sometimes it's really hard to find the motivation to workout. Some days I just feel plain blah and try to tell myself all the excuses of why it's okay to skip the workout. Yesterday was one of those days. I put it off all day. I was exhausted, had a headache, and a sore throat...I told myself I would just make it up on Saturday. Then it was like the classic angel and devil on my shoulders! The part of me that's SICK of being Fat said, "Hey lazy ass! Where has your lazy assedness ever gotten you??? Huh?? What does it accomplish? Don't you have goals to reach??? ARE YOU THERE?? Oh, no?? Are you gonna get there doing NOTHING??? The workout is only 25 mins girl...it will be over as soon as it starts just get it done already! NO EXCUSES!" The lazy fattie in me really had no rebuttal. "...." So, I threw on my workout clothes. Popped in my T25 Cardio DVD and pushed play before I changed my mind. But, I didn't just do it to do it..following the motions yadda ya. I freakin NAILED IT! I pushed myself so hard and even when my legs were on FIRE and I thought I was going to throw up I.PUSHED.EVEN.HARDER! It felt amazing! I was in BEAST MODE baby. Sweat was flying off me and I was watching my form and bouncing boobies in my window and I was WONDER WOMAN! I might have even cried a little...

My point here is this: It's freaking hard. It sucks sometimes. I see this saying going around;

It's spot on. Some days you just don't want to. So, you have to talk yourself into it. Because tracking your calories, making healthy choices, and working out is HARD I'm not gonna lie. But, feeling guilty cause you gorged on pizza, having to wear your baggy pants cause you're feeling huge, and feeling like your body doesn't fit your personality is HARD too! Choose your hard.