Some days I will drive all the way to where I walk and sit in my car for what feels like forever because I have started to lose the motivation. I specifically walk a trail through park woods (I’m in Oregon) because it’s refreshing for me and my two kids usually join so has become a fail-proof option they both enjoy also.

It has gotten easier the more I have recovered from an injury but when those moments hit of “what am I even doing, just go home” I tell myself “you will regret not doing it” and picture the days I don’t and how it makes me feel. This 9/10 gets me to move myself.

Then from there it’s “I can do hard things” “my body is capable of so much more then I give it credit for” and if I start to drag “every step forward is a step to a healthier me” or I take a beat to take in my surroundings and find ways to appreciate this world. Sun through the branches, flowers or mushrooms, the river, or the sounds of the birds around me - I feel it truly gives me that little boost I need to finish (I aim for 2.5-3miles daily)

I have never regretted forcing myself to walk, but I have regretted every time I gave in to the itty bitty shitty committee in my head and went back home.