Exercise is often thought of as the thing you do after everything else on your list. Raising children, meeting a deadline at work, and maintaining social relationships have taken priority in people's lives.
These priorities on top of the other million things beyond our control tend to push making it to the gym to the bottom of the pile. I remember in high school health class, we learned about human anatomy, safe sex, and the fundamentals of exercise. What I don't remember is the section of the textbook that detailed motivation and how important it is to maintaining a healthy existence.
In my adolescence through my young adult years, I was overweight. And by overweight I mean, 200-plus pounds with a size 40-plus waist. During those years I was very successful in life socially, academically, and in business. When it came time for me to tackle my less than great outlook on my physical stature, it was a feat harder than any exam I had ever taken. I was following the same methods I had always used in the past to reach success. I studied, trained, and physically exerted myself just like all the Men's Health magazines told me to do. Nevertheless, I seemed to fail over and over again.