Motivation Needed

My autofill filled in my blog title, so I've obviously had a blog titled "Motivation Needed" before... which begs the question, why is there such an apparent lack of motivation in my life?!

Last week I ran at least 2 miles everyday before breakfast. Today I ran 1.5 and tuckered out.

Last week I ate grapes and watermelon for snacks. Today I just finished off a piece of Mama Ruth's pound cake.

Last week I was awake and in the gym by 8:30 am, if I could even make it that long. Today I begrudgingly moved from my bed to the couch during the commercial break of the 10 o'clock Gilmore Girls showing.

I'd like to blame the holiday weekend, but the Fourth of July is my favorite holiday so I refuse to harbor negative feelings toward it.

I need a tennis buddy or a biking buddy or a work-out buddy. I have pent-up energy and, while I love movie nights, I am dying to do something active. I need to sweat (and when I see myself type that I wonder who I am exactly...).

With that said, it's movie night. For years I've had the urge to knock out the 100 Greatest American Movies, and that ends tonight. With the public library closed today, we could not locate Citizen Kane. My worn-out copy of my Casablanca is in my apartment, and as I'm at my parents' house we have resorted to the number three movie: The Godfather. I've seen Eclipse twice in the last week (that's right: Twihard. Loud and Proud.), so it's time to get back to the classics to make up for my dive into teen angst.

Tomorrow, I'm going to finish my homework for the week in advance-- instead of waiting til Friday when it's due-- because Friday I'm going home. And by home, I mean Auburn University. I haven't been there since February, and if you are familiar at all with my life you might note that February wasn't exactly rainbows and unicorns for me. I think of Auburn the way I think of my family... with a love and warmth that I can't quite put into words. Make all the cow college jokes you want, that's fine by me. I'm happy knowing that I love everything about Auburn, from the first 'Auburn University' sign you pass just outside of the fisheries to the lemonade and toilet paper flying at Toomer's Corner to the red brick dorms and perfectly manicured landscapes... and not just the football team (although I have no complaints there either). Win or lose, I will get teary-eyed every time the eagle flies and I will grin from ear-to-ear when I drive down College Street and I will never miss Scoggins' sermon on a Sunday in Auburn at FBCO.

I'm getting giddy just thinking about it... and maybe that's just the motivation I needed.