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As with most things in my life, I need incentive to get off my butt and do something. Weight loss is a funny thing. Last year we held the Biggest Loser in the Neighborhood contest and I did OK, but I am exactly the same weight I was last year at this time.

The repercussions from most of the incentives to lose the weight were mainly sad:

Do it for your kids.
Do it for your family
Do it for your health

Blah blah blah. I think I might have thought of the key this morning in the shower. I finally came up with something that doesn’t end in sad, but ends in mad. Really mad!

It goes back to the health thing but I always figured that I work really, really hard so my family will be taken care of. Bills are paid, nice house, some savings, retirement savings, life insurance. They’ll be taken care of if something would happen to me. Sad? Sure. But life tends to move on, people remarry, the sun will rise tomorrow.

Then it hit me. Wait a minute, it would be bad enough to have my wife remarry and the kids know someone else as Daddy. But no way am I going to let someone else come in to my life, live in my house, love my kids, drive my car, sleep with my hot wife, and spend my freakin’ money! No way.

Anger, a powerful motivator. Let’s see if it works this time.