Where does motivation go when it deserts you?
In July I spent two weeks in the Algarve. Wonderful! Blue, blue sky, hot sunshine day after day (bliss after the dismal summer here), lounging by the pool, jumping the Atlantic breakers, walking on long, golden beaches, lazy lunches, sunset dinners … Yes, I loved it!
So, did I come back refreshed, renewed, re-energised, ready to tackle existing commitments and take on new challenges? NO! I returned demotivated, lacking in focus and completely unable to commit to anything apart from hanging about. Having had a break from technology for two weeks, I particularly couldn’t face emails, facebook, my blog, and worst of all writing.
It didn’t help that my inertia coincided with the Olympics. I seemed able to commit to hours of watching others working at their mental and physical peak. Athletes who were only there competing because of years of determination, hard work, persistence, focus – all the attributes I couldn’t muster.
I’ve written the first draft of the commissioned story that I wrote about in my last post (weeks ago), I’ve answered emails – even sent a few – ventured onto FB and went to a writing workshop at the Barber Institute. Oh, and I’ve broken the blog drought. So, I hope I’m getting things back. But it’s scary – like walking into a dark room and not being able to find the light switch.
Do any of you have times when you can’t tackle things – even things you usually feel passionate about? What are your techniques for getting over it? I’d love to know.