The Drag

So, today was a creative day. I am a musician and lately these creative days are few and far between. I am trying to discover if this is my own fault or not. Why do I think it is my own fault? LAZINESS. I am an inherently lazy person. I have fought it for years. In college it was the battle of dragging myself to the practice room. Post college it is the gym. Or writing or composing. Or making a phone call. Or taking a shower. Or picking a restaurant. Or getting out of bed. Inertia is a way of life it seems. This recurring theme has puzzled me throughout.
Why do i find it so hard to get up and do something I love? I have a default lazy setting. Now some of you might say, "we're all lazy", but no we are not. Some of you get up and get 'em every day. Some of you are so afraid of laziness that you drown in work work work.... I envy this position. So is overcoming inertia like steadily building a muscle to lift heavier and heavier objects? This is starting to make sense to me.
The fact is, it sucks to be weak and try to lift something heavy. It is discouraging and therefore, if you suffer from chronic inertia, can become very depressing. It is a simple matter of flexing that muscle and lately, I have realized that my creative chops have gone into atrophy. I am resolving to get up and go so to speak. This is my goal; I will start creating on a regular basis. There. I said it. Regular. Good luck self. As a caution, just know that this blog, for example, may soon become a victim of my serial inertia. We'll just have to see...