I will draw an hour a day. I will kick my own significant butt until I do it. If I'm not inspired to draw something, then by golly, I can practice the mechanical end of things, and work on life studies, or anatomy, or perspective, or something else that I more should do than necessarily want to.
As for my little secondary goal, I was only late twice last week. And one of those times being late was because of (interestingly enough) my primary goal.... Yep, I officially got so into artsy stuff that I lost track of time and was late for work. I don't know whether I should be proud of myself or ashamed. Perhaps a little of both. A little ambivalence never hurt anyone. :)
How're the rest of you folks doing?