This is What Happens when you Delay Class.

You stuff yourself with chow mein and coconut fried shrimp for dinner and then you lay in bed in a fear coma, reading the WTF section of BuzzFeed, plagued with the legitimate worry that you won't have enough energy or space in your belly to handle class at 8:15 pm, five hours after the class you'd originally planned on going to.
Oh WOE IS ME. Never delay class. Never! No reason is good enough. Just go and then bask in the glory of having gone, having gotten it over with!
Like they say in Standing Head to Knee, don't even think about it, just DO IT. That's exactly like class. Just go. If you start to analyze and fantasize about what 90 minutes in the heat with a stomach full of Chinese food could possibly entail, well ... that's called There Goes my Motivation.

I have told myself not to do this on numerous occasions. At least I am on a challenge so I have to go. If I wasn't I'd be in even worse agony, debating with myself whether to go or not. I know I'll go. I just really don't want to anymore.