I used to have my secretary page me after I had spent five minutes in the room with a difficult or overly chatty patient. Then I'd run out, saying, "Oh, I have an emergency."
I used to get up at 5.30am and say to myself 'What the hell am I doing this for?'. You've got to have a great reason to be able to get up early in the morning.
I used to start my day by jumping out of bed, late as usual, and rushing to get myself and the kids ready, and rushing to drop them to school and come in to work late.
I understand that move from another place might be quite tired, while I also find food and friends will relax me when I am exhausted mentally and physically.
I used to worry about the ideal mileage, percentage of increase in mileage, intervals, reps and sets, weights and progression, lifts, workouts, programs... it was very complicated.
I use my regular journal for this (on my PC), so I can do a quick keyword search to pull up my notes and observations of all the diets I've ever tried.