So tonight, I thought about starting my homework by going outside to my neighbor Todd's punching bag. Then, I remembered how one night a few months ago I heard Todd taking out a frightening amount of aggression like that, his fists flying and all I could think was how that was the sound of someone hitting someone! (Even though it wasn't.) The sound creeped me out, and so, tonight, I decided against doing the hard work of punching.
Instead, I sat down at my writing desk and read someone else's hard work. I find that when I do that, I can get just enough motivation to start working hard myself, and by that, in the case of writing, I mean typing something--or at least starting to type, which is kind of like getting yourself to somehow start working hard when you can't make yourself do a specific hard work.