Here's a trick!
Put a pan on the gas stove and light the fire. Then, sit down to write at 200 words a day.
How many words can you get out before the smoke alarm goes off?
It's unlikely you'll be burdened thinking you should spend time doing research while the stove is turning your cast-iron skillet into a molten ember.
Self talk ensues:
"What's the point? Aren't you just trying to get some breakfast on? You've already written today? Why are you doing this?"
Alas, you continue. You've really got the fire on now and you're worried about what will happen. Will you start an actual fire? Do you have a fire extinguisher?
Is this the smart, adult thing to do?
Clearly you have concerns. Your questions will go unanswered as you race to finish. The green light is only 60 words away and the house isn't on fire yet.
The goal: breakfast.
Eggs + toast and some maple syrup. Today, waking up, thinking about life and work and gray weather in San Francisco, I felt a little bored. This might just be the impetus I need to get going. I'll write. I'll set some fires. I'll get myself into action one way or another.