I'm the 80% letting the 20% do my work.

At the gym tonight, I noticed one thing about myself. It's not the skinny chicks that motivate me, it's the really fat ones. I look at the petite little girls and realize I will never look that way, thanks to age, genetics, and Miller Lite. I could, however, look like that thing on the end who, I am sure at one time, used to resemble the appearance of a women. It pushes me to keep going. The more I thought about it, the more sickened I became with myself, realizing this synopsis carries over to other aspects of my life. I am not motivated by what I can achieve, but rather by what I do not want to become. How much does that suck?? I'm not like that in everything, but a few. So yeah, I guess I need to work on that.... maybe next week.