How can I be so motivated in my head but never get anything done physically?
I dream of exercising while driving home from work: going running in the dark with a borrowed from Boots flashlight, doing the stupid skinny Jillian tape.
I dream of cleaning: washing all the dishes in the entire house, scrubbing the floors.
When my car pulls into our carport at our house my enthusiasm blows away with the wind and I don't want to do anything but sit on the couch.
That's mostly what I do.
I wash one batch of dishes, wash one load of clothes, fold/hang up one load of clothes and collapse.
Where did the gusto go?
I am so lazy.
Is it because of the resolutions?
Because I told myself I had to?