That's how I feel. I'm waiting for some wind to fill my sails and get things moving again. At this point, P90X is nothing but work. The enthusiasm is gone. The motivation is gone. Everything is moving by sheer willpower alone. That's why today's plyometrics workout was just hellish.
How do I keep going if P90X is nothing but a joyless workout at this point? How am I going to survive another 32 days? I just keep pushin' play. That's my new mantra. I heard Tony Horton say it on one of the first DVD's and now I understand exactly what he meant. When you wake up with the demon of excuses sitting on your chest, you just keep pushin' play. When you dread your P90X workouts, you just keep pushin' play. P90X isn't about having fun. If it were, everyone would be doing it. America wouldn't be having an obesity pandemic.
P90X is about sweat, effort, discipline, and commitment. P90X is about going down to my garage gym early every single morning whether I feel like it or not. P90X is about hanging in there when I'm stuck in the Doldrums. The Doldrums may appear calm for long periods of time, but this is also where most hurricanes are formed. All I have to do is keep pushin' play. Sooner or later the winds will pick up, the sails will fill, and I'll have a hurricane on my hands. Keep pushin' play.
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