Every week I say this is going to be the week, every day I say tomorrow I'm going to get up and walk or practice yoga or go to the gym and sign up. But it just never comes to be. Why? Is it just easier to lumber around the house or sleep in then put my size 22 pants on and go to work where I sit all day? It is sad that I have fallen into this quagmire and seem to be unable to motivate myself out. I always find an excuse or if the thought enters my head I push it right out before I even have the chance to acknowledge it. Where is my motivation, where is that moment where I say I can't talk it any more and I just get up and do something about it? Somewhere in tomorrow I can only hope.