Cooking is one of these things. Yet as I sit at my desk in the humidity, the thought of removing pots and pans from the dishwasher, organising ingredients etc. just seems such a chore.
Going to the gym is another. Afterwards, I feel fantastic but before I can barely persuade my feet to shuffle one before the other to the funicular that drops me to the door.
Also, Manic Street Preachers. Sometimes one of the songs from their greatest hits pops up on my iPod and I'm blown away by how great it is. Yet when I browse the CDs to put something on, I always pick up their albums, frown a little and put them back on the shelf.
I got some work done today, but only because I saved it from yesterday. Pleh.
| < I'm a model of self restraint. | Tony > |
