Whilst out on my usual walk, which I’ve shown pictures of at times, I was musing the word motivation – as you do! I really had to force myself out on a cold, frosty morning but as there is more of me than when I fell ill I must exercise regularly and regain my fitness levels. Thing is I have never been “an athlete”. I set off reluctantly but pretty soon got into my stride and looked around at the winter landscape. Frosted spiders’ webs, frozen plants and trees then the sun came out and transformed it all into a beautiful winter scene. My spirits lifted, I was glad I had come out and enjoyed the walk which offered such a contrast to the other seasons I have enjoyed doing it. Dog walkers and other people all speak so it becomes a sort of social event too. Dogs always greet me (I’m not going to analyse that one!) and their owners always have a conversation. This lengthens the time taken but adds so much too. I arrived home feeling warmer, healthier and ready for a cuppa! Job done!
Motivation is an odd phenomenon. Some people seem to have no problem, seem driven at times. The only time I really pushed myself hard was during my years of studying part-time for a degree whilst working full-time in a stressful job, two of my children were still living at home and my husband though very helpful had his own stresses. Thinking back to those times I realised that if one has a goal that is important for whatever reasons one works hard to achieve it. Finding ways to push on despite feeling despondent and exhausted. In the wider context I realised too how cushioned I am and have no real pressure to do it other my own desire. It did change my life but every day people all over the world have to push themselves to their limit and beyond just to survive. I am going to end this thought process now as it will become boring to read and too long for the blog. I would love to hear how you motivate yourselves to achieve your goals. No need to climb the highest mountain or come up with something to save mankind – I am veering too close to politics now! I hope this ramble of thoughts is understandable as you’ve all guessed I was struggling to motivate myself for this blog!
One result of my first degree was the opportunity to do another degree – a Masters Degree in History of Art Venice and Europe. I had just turned 50, took early retirement from my job and flew off to Venice for 10 weeks (the first term). I knew hardly anyone, most of the other students were 25 years younger than me and I was terrified. The following two terms were in Warwick University, back in the UK, but my young friends supported me and I them. The time in Venice was one of the best in my life, it changed my outlook on life and remains a continuing source of pleasure. In February I am flying to Venice with my niece, Rhiannon, who has featured in some of my fun times I’ve shared with you previously. This will be her first visit but not her last I am sure. It may be my last but we will make it memorable.