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Craig Harper's Articles in Motivation

  • The Thief of Time.
    As I stand there in my fat body, looking at my broken car, with the words of my angry boss ringing in my ear, I wonder what became of the young enthusiastic man with the dreams, the plans and the talent.
    I wonder where the years have gone.
    I walk back to the mirror.
    I stare some more.
    Humiliated. Devastated. Broken.
    This wasn't my plan.
  • Managing Our Emotional Energy
    A modern Zombie; going through 'the motions' of life.
    You've seen it; people who seem to have their 'life-force' drained out of them.
    Maybe at times you are that 'people'.
    Er, person.

    Simulated living... looks like living, but isn't.
  • Be the Change
    Okay, here comes one of those wise old proverbs... it's a little philosophical so pay attention.
    "Stop wasting your life on crap you can't change".
    (Deep I know)
  • Dear Danny, Please Don't Kill Yourself...
    Two nights ago I had a phone call from a guy who I've known for a while. Not too many years ago he was a lean, athletic, good looking young guy with the world at his feet. Now he is a morbidly obese, unhealthy man who despises his looks, is embarrassed to be seen in public and can't find clothes to fit him.
  • You can't get to the fridge if you don't get off the couch
    Momentum is that irresistible force that keeps us doing what we need to do and moving in the right direction, irrespective of how we're 'feeling' on a given day. The greater the momentum we create... the greater our chance of success.
  • The ancient art of COMPLICATION
    (1) Body-fat is essentially stored energy (calories).
    (2) If you expend more than you put in, you'll be in energy deficit.
    (3) If you're in deficit your body will have to 'find' some energy from somewhere.
    (4) It will find it on your ass (or close by).
    (5) If you are in energy deficit of 500 calories per day (a coke and a cookie), you'll lose about one pound (0.4kg) of fat per week.

    Not complicated at all.
  • Freak University (part one).
    It's seven forty five Saturday morning and I am doing my best to stay in my current state of being; unconscious, hung-over, stationary, comfortable, horizontal.
    Unfortunately for me, something or as it would turn out, someone, is destroying my tranquility with incessant thumping on my front door.
    Every thump is accompanied by a sharp stabbing pain behind my left eye.

    All of a sudden I'm re-thinking my whole 'anti-gun' stance.