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Bet if I kicked you in the ass youd do it! :p

But srsly, its like this. The hardest part is actualy getting out of the house. Thats where most of the "I'm not in the moooooooood, I'l do it tomorow" shit comes from. Once your out of the house and on ur way to... vhere-ever, you have crossed that imaginery line of un-motivation, and in-to motivation. Simply put - Get. Out. Of. The. House!

Thats also why I shake my head vhen ppl want to start working out at home, by them-selvs, to "save money" instead of going out and enroling to a club. In 99% cases, it wont work. Few ppl are that disciplined. Its not just the profesional guidance, its also the quazi-competitive atmosfere. When your out there among other ppl, you feel compelled to give it all you got, because you dont want to look a lazy slob in front of evryone. Nobody likes being "the last". So even if your not in the mood, the atmosfere of the place wil get you to give 110% of yorself. I remember days vhen I vas so fucking exausted and muscle-fatigued at the end of it, I just lyed there on the mat shaking for 10 minutes, sport-top soaked in sweat, gasping for air, before I culd even move. Oh sure, once you get in the habit of it, once you start to enjoy it, youl have no problem doing it at home on your own, but at the start - no way. I know, I tryed, lots of years ago. Didnt get very far, keped it up half-assed a few days at a time, before I started thinking its not worth it (being sore as fuck). Then I vent back to being lazy. Then finaly, I joined a crossfit club, and the whole thing changed. Vith all those other ppl around, and a daily schedule to keep, I just culdnt look like a weakling, so I pushed it, evry day, no mater how sore I got at times. And that develops self-discipline. Then later vhen I joined the army and after that got in-to MMA for a vhile (discovering how much I love to fight), it vas all easy. Too easy as it turned out, these days I prefer a more free-style seting for a good punchup, as wel as teaching my own class.

So, refering to hiking, parkour, or any kind of physical activity... dont go it alone! Nobody to measure up agenst! Find some company (preferably in-shape company, so you'l be the one lagging behind XD ), and do it together... I promise you, youl be very motivated to keep up. Evry time. Being sore as fuck after is a bonus *evil grin* . :) And who knows... if its a chick, she may even be inclyned after to "relieve the sufering" in a intimate setting. ;) We generaly loveeee seeing guys suffer! I know I do hehe
 
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I believe you, to be honest, and that is pretty good advice.
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