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Denial - the iron curtain

Sunday, January 08, 2012

Yesterday was not a good day as far as calories go. I admittedly ate more pizza than I should have. I went into it knowing that was going to happen. Every Chritmas Eve a friend and I get the families together and make pizzas. This year it was put off until yesterday. Now, that is over. However, I did not want to log it on my daily nutritional log. If I don't log it, it didn't happen, I don't have to face it. If I never admit it happened, it never did. I overcame my denial and logged my calories. Suprisingly, I was only 69 cal over my budget. And the best thing of all, it didn't hurt.

Denial is a detrimental tool to weight loss success. It can appear in so many forms. Like, when I deny the actuallity of my calories consumed. Maybe we could deny that we ever promised ourselves we would workout today. Possibly, the very reason for our weight is denied as well. Unless we can be honest with ourselves, we will never succeed. Don't we owe it to ourselves to respect ourselves and be honest with ourselves? Facing the truth is a success not a set back. Admitting where we have faultered is a tool where we now know where a weakness lies and where a strength must be worked on, a goal created, etc. . . I am no longer going to deny my faults to myself. No one is perfect. I am not bad because I have made a mistake, taken the wrong turn, buried my past. No one is. Like stated on SP 14 ways to stay on an exercise program, "It is never too late to be the healthy you." It is never too late to admit what you have been denying and to only go on from there.

"Denial, after all, is what kills dreams. It kills hope." Phillip McGraw.
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SCHICK13 1/8/2012 12:00PM

    Must be we both had the same epithany this morning! I woke up wanting to deny all I had done to NOT meet my goals for yeasterday. I did NOT want to log all those chocolate calories, or the lack of meals, or the two tacos I shoved down my throat while sitting in the taco bell parking lot after picking my daughter up from work. But I did it. I felt bad for what I had done, but I felt even better for admitting that I had done it. I am focusing this week on a plan of action that will help it not to happen again.

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