And my motivation comes from...

I met with a trainer at my gym to do a physical assessment and fit test. I learned that I am...

- overweight (duh!)

- not flexible (never have been)

- not doing weight training properly (yeeeesssss....)

- off balance such that muscle groups are overcompensating for others and preventing me from really getting in shape (huh?)

I could have told them all this in more... for free. Then, she ran off before we could discuss the "what now".... So, I'm pretty much freaking out that I will never get in shape unless I put in the big bucks time and a great deal of obsession effort.

She at least pointed out several topics I can read about to help "correct my exercise". I barely have time to read a food label, much less piles and piles of books on a topic I really don't want to know about.

Although I've enjoyed working out regularly the past three weeks, fitness is not a "passion" of mine. It's just something I'm doing to improve my life. To me, it's very much like cooking, which IS a passion of mine". Not everyone enjoys doing it, but we all gotta eat...

It was hard enough to get myself up and OUT the door at 5 am... and now I feel like it's all so pointless.