When thinking about inspiring others to get into their shorts/tracksuit, or even your lyrca bodysuit if that’s what gets you going and head on down to the gym on a regular basis, I often consider why I even care so much and supposing I do, are my efforts of motivation futile?
Everyone knows the fitness enthusiast guy, he’s the one who springs out of bed at 5:45am, roller-skates backwards to work and proceeds to ‘not make a big deal’ of the fact that he has already sweated more than you today. The smug levels of this guy are near toxic as he emphatically expresses the merits of an active lifestyle through mouthfuls of energy gel. Worst of all he uses the word ‘rehydrate’ instead of ‘drink water’. Damn, just stop this.
I honestly hope I am not that guy… and to any of you who have exclaimed “why don’t you just cycle there!” to a friend, you are aware of the face of contempt they make… and yes you may be that guy as well.
The reason why I hope I am not that guy is that’s this is not a positive kind of inspiration.
Do you think he really wants you to cycle 100 miles to work like he does? No, he doesn’t, as then he wouldn’t be able to incessantly brag about it. This kind of self-righteous swagger does not help anyone and is all too prominent within the fitness community. However if being a self-satisfied twat isn’t my drive to motivate people to lift some weights what is? I would say that it is simply a desire to share something that I enjoy with others, in the same way that you have a sort of vested interest when recommending a film or video game. I can hope that it ignites some sort of fire within them, giving me a new buddy to talk about protein with but in reality most people have to find the motivation themselves.
Motivating people is a whole other topic but in general it is very hard to ‘light the fire’ amidst the drenching storm of not giving a shit.