Wednesday, January 18, 2012
Dear self.... you suck.... you're lying to yourself again! Stop! You are allowed to stumble and fall on your arse; you are NOT allowed to lie to yourself about it! The average effective range of an excuse is 0 (zero, nada, nil, nunca, null, nyet) meters! So, stop making them!
Yes. I caught myself lying to my favorite gullible person... myself. How did I commit this heinous offence? I got off work and stopped at the 7-11 to grab some coffee before visiting my wife at the used book store where she works. Yes... as she worked late, I suspected we would be having fast food for supper, but... I've figured out how to mitigate some of that damage by choosing carefully what I order. (Sorry... the fries are RIGHT out!) That being said, while getting my coffee, I was feeling very clearly the monkey-bites of hunger.... and there sat one of my arch-nemeses.... taunting me with it's chocolately peanut butter goodness: The Little Debbie Nutty Bar.
I should have said no; I didn't. I craved the sweet chocolate and peanut butter combination. And then the lies began.... "You don't hafta log it on your food journal. Nobody will know."
STOP LYING TO YER SILLY SELF!
So this morning, after breakfasting on a healthy serving of humble crow pie along with my cheep and sleasy Jimmy Dean's sausage snacker, I dutifully logged my egregious failure of better judgement for myself and all to see.
The moral of this story is simple. The food journal works. It wakes you up to what you shove in your pie-hole. All ya gotta do, is be truthful to yourself when you do it. Bottom line for me? If I'm ashamed to put it on my food journal, mebbe, juuuuust mebbe, I aught not to shove the dang thing twixt my lips, huh?
Will I have bad days? Yes. The trick is to be very aware of what you eat, when you eat it, and stop lying to yourself that it doesn't count or doesn't matter. I'm not hurting anybody else by not facing the truth or trying to mitigate the events with excuses.
Gotfrid? Epic fail. Try again. :-/