
ABC's Ugly Betty- my patron saint of motivation
We all like luck.
From “Get Lucky” to “Lucky You!,” we cheer each other’s drinks with “Luck be with you.” We throw salt over our shoulder, wear green on St. Paddy’s Day (& kiss the Blarney Stone & hunt for those pesky four-leaf clovers,) for what? For Luck.
But no one ever pays scant attention to Motivation.
Luck is the Prom Queen, and Motivation is her too smart, snarky sister who can’t skate by on her looks and has to work freakin’ hard just to get noticed.
Except nothing worthwhile happens without motivation. Nothing.
Lucky doesn’t get you across any finish line, motivation does. Day in and day out. Think of marathon runners- mostly because I intensely dislike running and thus have utmost respect for any person runs long-distance- and luck, my friend, has nothing to do with it.
Training, lots of training. Running in cold, rain, sleet and snow, heat, early morning before work, late at night, when sick and tired. Running. Not to the corner store— like 10 to 15 miles. Every day. Weekends. Birthdays.
So unless something takes out all the Ethiopians, Kenyans, and the myriad of other born & bred long-distance runners then that bitch Luck has nothing to do with winning the Boston Marathon, let alone finishing it.
I tried to look up the patron saint of motivation. Nada. Again, if Luck be a Lady, Motivation is her Snarky, Fugly Sister Melvine. No respect for the hardest working muse out there.
Oh, except Motivation isn’t technically a muse either.
And just because I can’t help myself (and you know you want it)- a little ditty by the Chairman:
Very funny! And yet, sad too.
Motivation doesn’t get enough credit, does she? If you weren’t motivated, Lucky wouldn’t have that gorgeous outfit for the big date!
Great post! I’ll be sharing this one.
I had a dog named Lucky as a child – naming him “Motivation” just wouldn’t have worked