I forget what the bad news was but I don't think it was that important if it was bad news.
Now about my new motivation. When I started my job the company president's daughter was quite thin. A few years ago she left the processing department because she doesn't like the department manager and went to work upstairs pushing pencils or whatever daddy has for her. Plus the general manager told me in confidence that the company president's daughter doesn't like me much. No reason was given and I was at a loss since I never interact with the person.
I saw her today and man oh man oh shevitz the first thing that went through my head was "MAN THE HARPOONS!" Of course I'm one to talk since I'm tipping the scales at a corpulent three hundred and thirty pounds. Yet I'm making an effort with the strength training and altering my eating habits in order to get under three hundred pounds and hopefully reach the milestone of two hundred and fifty pounds.
My motivation is simple, lose weight while she porks up. Imagining every pound that I lose is being transferred to her. So there you have it.