Do not, when you have gotten up early and swum and come home through the pouring rain, put on floppy pants and a t-shirt and wrap up in a robe and socks that tersa made you to warm up and sit down to do your writing, because you will discover, 345 words later, that you really, really think you need a little nap, and since you're wearing all these floppy comfy clothes anyway, it seems like an especially good idea, and then it will be two hours later and after noon and you will have only written 345 words despite getting up at 7am.
I eventually eked my way up to 1500 or so words, which put me at 71K, which is what I said I Had To Reach, and while I'm literally in the middle of a sentence and scene and could go on, well, hell, I can pick up there tomorrow, too, can't I. I must in general do better than this, but, eh. I shall. :)
I have to go cook dinner now, before I perish of The Hunger.