Those of you who regularly read this blog know that I’ve been quite unsuccessfully searching for that motivation I lost so many months ago (ahem, September). I was lectured in the brewpub about how I was missing out on some great snow by not skiing. That kind of stuck with me a bit. It got the gears working. Then, the unexpected happened: my motivation came back!
I am generally a cheerful person, but I no longer had that zest for life that made the last three years of my Keweenaw life so spectacular. I was no longer excited about…anything.
At first, I was a bit concerned that depression would take hold of my life. That is something I have absolutely no desire to deal with, but I felt it looking in, drooling over my mental wellbeing and preparing to feast on my laughter. I could feel it creeping closer while readying to smite the ecstasy I periodically feel while truly living. No, I couldn’t let it do that.
Imagine my relief when I felt so happy, my heart could pop out of my chest. It was a great feeling. Yes, I was sitting at the KBC drinking my favorite brown ale. No, I was not drunk. Get that out of your head, right now. 
Of course, motivation, much like misery, needs company. I went to Copper Harbor to spend time with my three favorite Copper Harborites: Amanda, Johanna, and Rachel. These three gutsy women are very fortunate in that they live close to each other. They regularly get together to snowshoe and ski. They’ve gotten me out, even when I didn’t want to go.
Rachel has inspired me. She really took the world by the ass and made the decision that she was going to work out regularly. She gets out almost every day and the benefits are quite obvious: she is losing weight and her mood has been wonderful. She credits Amanda and Johanna for helping to get her out.
Yesterday, Johanna told me what to do. She literally told me what to do. She told me that I will ski three times this week. I agreed. I know that doesn’t sound like much, but to have someone make a rule for you, and then hold you accountable the following weekend can do wonders for getting you out the door.
Operation Motivation is finally a success!
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hey!! it’s looking pretty snowy up there! Should I not tell you that it’s like 45 here and get this, SUNNY! Great week for a road ride, for sure! How are you’re doggies doin? The CC ski trails look gorgeous!
lol – 45!? Bah!
I’m perfectly happy, right here.
The dogs are doing well. Marji was a little angry with me, last week, so she was dropping stink bombs at my friends’ house and giving me the evil eye when we came home. The little dog got her point across.
In an effort to heal my relationship with my canine friend with a ‘tude, I gave her a bath and snuggled with her on the couch. All is good, now.