It’s weird to take inspirational cues from an episode of Longmire, but you don’t choose how good ideas find you. So, in a vaguely right-wing Netflix show, this phrase came up.
Maybe the thing isn’t about waiting for inspiration to drive me to exercise. Maybe it’s about just doing the exercise until the inspiration finds me.
It’s all a bit chicken and egg, isn’t it?
But if I’ve been using “feeling moribund” as my excuse to not exercise, and waiting to get inspired to get back on track, maybe I’m doing this backwards. Maybe the exercise will drive the inspiration.
I think I’m going to be looking for some new music and finding a new way to push it a little on the exercise front. If I can give myself a hard week, maybe I’ll get fired up for its own sake.