I have car guy friends. I have a wife who likes to go out in a convertible. I still work full time and have a ton of responsibilities, so taking a drive is still a treat for me. I sometimes think things have more of an appeal when there are obstacles keeping you from them. I don't have the freedom to do what I say I want, so it just makes me want it more.
I'm going to be building a full downstairs bathroom and giving up my office so my MIL can move in with us. Our parents are quite elderly. I'm not really into cars so much as I am into the dream of fun times and nice sunny days. I'm never going to stop working because when I do, I start turning into a vegetable. I'll never be able to keep up with all my personal projects, and that's OK. Keeping moving is something to do. It's all worthwhile, it's all something to do.
FWIW, my grandmother was the nicest person you could ever hope to meet, and a great judge of character. She was always on the sofa watching soaps and Mannix, and she died in her early mid seventies. The couch got her. Keep moving. The couch pretends to be your friend, but it's NOT.
The people who stay in this hobby are the people who have friends in the hobby, go to car shows, events, the track, whatever. The people we know in this hobby are a big part of the involvement for some of us. Order some parts, change those pads or get those new tires. Take a drive someplace nice, and go for a walk. Look at some Spring flowers or something.
At a certain point in my life, I lost motivation. I don't have drive. What I do have is plans, procurement and scheduling. If I start something, I know I will finish it. If I whine and moan about it for an hour, I know I will get over it, once things start to come together. I'm not going gently into that good night. There will be plenty of time to sleep when I am dead. I don't want to do things because I feel like it, I want to do things because I SAY I want to do things. And what are you all saying? What you say is your context. Change your words. Change your context.
Screw the couch. It isn't your friend. If the only kind of trophy I get this year is a participation trophy, well at least I was able to show up for my own life.
Sometimes it seems just as easy to stay home because you don't feel like it. But often, if you get yourself up and out, the most interesting things happen because of it. Because you can.
SO, are we living to day, or are we going to slowly die of comfort? Not that there is anything wrong with that.
Do the thing. Move the muscles. Breathe the air. Make new happy memories. Come to the campfire and share them.