It is 7:30 pm on a Monday night…and I let out a sigh…as I get ready to go to my workout at 8pm. Some days I have zero motivation to exercise, and it takes everything within me to get in my car and drive myself to my workout. As I was struggling with wanting to go, I think to myself, what is this really about? Am I too tired? Then I realize even if I am tired, it sometimes is just an excuse or a way for me to get in my own way and stop me doing the things that are good for me.