I have no desire to go on a run right now. But I will.
I just finished teaching the last class of the week. The first paper is coming in and grading must be begun (finished?) this weekend. I want nothing more than to go and pick up some dinner - horribly calorie-ridden, covered in cheese, deep fried or greasy, or better yet all of three, and go home, pop in a movie and collapse into a vegetative slothform and finish off the bar of chocolate that I started last night (see how good I am?) It's a good thing I don't usually drink alone, 'cause I could use a drink. Or many many drinks. Ugh.
I have no desire to go on a run right now. But I am going.