Motivation Deprivation

Motivation strikes me at the most useless times.
I'm sure I'm not alone in this.

It always seems to be at it's most powerful when I myself am powerless to act on it.
Or, in situations where it would've been more useful 15 minutes earlier.

For example, half way through eating a triple chocolate chip muffin I just paid $5 for.
Two bites in and I'll go, NO! You know what! I want to be healthy! I'm not going to eat any more of this muffin!........................well that was a waste of $5. Repeat every Wednesday, indefinitely.


Or walking home and I'll decide to go to the gym.....when I've already passed it. "I'll do it, I'll go to the gym!......Damnit. I'll go next time."

Almost precisely like this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AIhDFL6jdyU  (but much better quality)

Then of course there's those times you see all the things you need to do to fix your life with sudden clarity. How to be happy, be fit, save money AND own each of those 7 pairs of nearly identical shoes. But this sudden clarity and motivation hits me either when I'm in the shower, which I'm convinced has some kind of magical properties to it's water to induce these epiphanies, because as soon as I step out of said shower and dry myself I've forgotten everything I just meticulously planned for my future happiness and prosperity, and slipped back to reality and away from Nirvana and enlightenment, OR when I am laying in bed on the brink of sleep. So much motivation to do ALL OF THE THINGS when I am trying to sleep. But of course, daylight comes, alarms sound (repeatedly for at least half an hour before I actually get up), and motivation has evaporated along with any attractive qualities my face may have retained up until sleep took me for it's bitch. (I wake up every morning looking like a cross between a panda that's been through a hurricane, and Mr Burns)

So, motivation is gone and inevitably I end up with the 7 pairs of nearly identical shoes but none of the rest. Including food, as I have undoubtedly spent my food money on hilarious outfits for my cat.

I find motivation also works to a weekly schedule for me. As outlined briefly in this comment I sent earlier to Jodie:

"Usually I keep my place pretty clean from Saturday through Thursday. By Thursday night I'm pretty tired and cbf washing up or putting shit away. Then I live in relative squalor until Saturday when I clean up everything. 
This week however, this week is different. It is Monday, and I already cbf cleaning anything. I have been sitting on my couch since 6pm only getting up once to microwave a potato. 
I'm hoping this is just an off week, because otherwise this #singlelife thing is going too far. By Saturday you'll probably find me flat out on the carpet watching old South Park episodes surrounded by empty tic tac boxes and bread crusts."


It's like my brain is split into two distinct personalities - a really enthusiastic, motivated, happy brain who thinks I can do anything, and the much, much more powerful lazy shit of a brain who always knows the exact thing to say to win out over motivation brain.

"Gym! Let's go to the gym! We'll feel so much better once we run and then when we get home we can eat some delicious turkey and vegetables! Healthy and fit! Woo!"

"Ok, yes that's a good idea, OR...and hear me out here....OR...we could not do that."

"But...healthy!"

"Yes...but couch."