I have a coworker who is extremely badass, mainly be cause she is so consistent with her workouts -- running outside in just about any weather and then coming inside to do a weights workout.
Last night, she was taking a break between her sets doing leg extensions and I noticed she was a bit exhausted. I had just finished my 5-mile run and stepped off to grap an antiseptic wipe to wipe down the elliptical. As I walked past her, I put my hand on her shoulder and said "You've got this."
"There has to be an easy way to do this!" she replied.
"Yeah, never putting it on in the first place."
"Or, taking it off while we were still young."
But every day she and I are at the gym, sweating at our own pace, trying to undo the damage that we did to our bodies. It might not be the "easy" way -- but it's the way that reminds us (1) how easy it was to put on the weight in the first place, (2) how easy it is to neglect our health, and (3) how much effort it takes to reverse the course and swing the momentum the other way.
I hate it when people look for "easy" -- pills, a fad diets, juice fasts, cleanses, magic workouts -- because it doesn't change the wiring in your brain. Do it the hard way. Sweat in places you didn't even think you could sweat. Have blisters pop mid-run. Have a spin bike seat make it so you can't walk right for days. Lift life you've never lifted before.
Feel the soreness associated with doing the work.
Feel the sense of accomplishment when you go one minute faster, ten feet further, or one pound heavier.
Let your body show your mind how it's done.
In my humble opinion, when you do it the "hard way" it's the testament to yourself and the world that you're worth doing the work, putting in the time, dedication, and focus, and more than anything, that the love you have for yourself is opening doors you never thought possible.