NaBloPoMo says the theme for blogging this month is “beginnings”. However, as this year begins, I wonder whether blogging is worth the effort if the world is supposed to come to an end exactly one week after my 50th birthday. Do I spend this year checking off items on my bucket list? Do I finally get my rear in gear and commit to a healthy lifestyle, or do I just say “to hell with it” and enjoy another piece of fried chicken?
Sorely lacking the motivation to do much, I did some half-baked research into this whole Mayan end-of-times prediction. The first (and only) website I consulted reassured me that, should I not have a heart attack like DocBro did at 50 (he’s fine), the world will not come to an end in December 2012. The author explains that the seminal date will mark the beginning of a new epoch of time, a new cycle much like the turning of an odometer from 999,999 to 0. In the course of transition from one epoch to another, there will allegedly be lots of meteorological and astronomical phenomena. Fine: the weather might suck for my 50th or it might be the most glorious day ever. Whatever.
I have the desire to turn over a new leaf. I do every year. What I lack is motivation. I’m not afraid of hard work, I just am feeling entirely lazy about taking care of myself. If even one of you readers comes back at me with “do it for your kids,” I’ll smack you. If you had to live in the fetid hell that is my home, you’d check out tomorrow.
What I need from you is inspiration: what do you do to get yourself motivated for a task?