I am about to achieve a goal. I am almost at 100 kg (~ 225 lbs). I haven't been this weight since just before Salmonella nearly killed me back in mid-2012. It has been a long, slow process.
I have patiently pursued my goal(s). I have removed refined sugars, carbohydrates and 99% of the salt from my diet. I have through meditation altered my perception of eating. I have a clear need.
My need is fuelled by the two women I love. I want to look my best for them. For one of these women, someone not yet in a sexual relationship with me, I want to make the case that she won't be able to control the need to touch me. I want to look stunning. I want to redefine what it means to be in my 50's. I want to complement these beautiful, intelligent and beautifully intelligent women by looking my absolute best.
My passion is making this happen. My passion is eating well and exercising daily. My passion is patience and discipline. My passion is choosing the clothes that complement me. My passion is looking at these women and knowing that 95 kg is an achievable goal. My passion is life.
Need and passion have antithesis. They are detachment and indifference. Detachment & indifference are the path to death. My brother died young because he was without passion. He had no need. He had nothing to get him out of bed in the morning, nothing to get him through the moments he wanted to quit.
What gets you out of bed in the morning? What are your need & passion?