There are days when getting out of bed seems impossible. It could be 'Fibromyalgia Strikes Again!', creaky back, PMS, or simply the inner demon creating a super-massive sink attempting to bring you down. That's when a KICK is needed. It is a mental thing to be literal --- not a personal attempt to damage my rear end. Besides, with muscles spasms as bad as mine, I cannot kick myself literally.
I have to kick myself to get into the gear for getting the day done because like I said earlier --- half my day is spent getting stuff done for other people. So, if I am not functioning --- the planet will come crashing down. That very thought is a KICK right there!
Then there are the 'down in the dumps' days. That's when I kick myself outrageously hard and think of things I am grateful about. one look out of my kitchen window serves the purpose really --- I am a very grateful person.
I live by the words of Jack Dawson: