Are more attractive work-out clothes the best motivation?

So, my new skort and I biked to the downtown market with Ena this morning.  I wanted tomato plants, fab local tomales, and some cool stuff I don't need.  Check.  I got all of the above, including 4 flameworked pendants and a sling for carrying Lola ('cuz she gets frickin' heavy when I have to carry her 10-lb furry poodle butt around).  Mission accomplished.  I have to buy bananas, because the tomato guy said to put a banana peel in the bottom of the hole when I plant them (that seems unusual, doesn't it?), but it's easier than going to Home Depot for bone and blood meal.  Also biked to the bank and Skyped 45 mins of yoga with the sis.  And the skort made me look cool doin' it all.  In fact, it's possible that wearing the new skort was may favorite part of today.  Anyway, if I hadn't had 2-3 glasses of wine tonight, I think it would have been a good day for the diet.  I've kind of stopped losing weight--ouch.  Need to kick it up a notch.  More Gilad?  More time?  More everything.  So depressing -- having to do this forever.  I don't think I can even make it to 50.  Hell 48 seems impossible.  Hope to wake up with better attitude tomorrow.