I believe I learned a lesson today in the area of not kidding myself.
As some of you know I've been doing well using the Slow Carb approach as outlined by Tim Ferris in his book "The 4 Hour Body". Today is day nineteen and Friday after work is time to measure before enjoying the Hello Weekend! dinner of grass fed beef steak with a side of spinach and pinto beans (livened up with a clove of garlic, tablespoon butter and a few hits of hot sauce) all to be washed down with a lovely glass of red wine.
The problem arose at the day's end when, in anticipating my commute home I decided to stop and the liquor store and grocery store to pick tomorrow's cheat foods. All day Saturday is my planned Go Crazy Diet Day. All well and good. I tell my self that I've been so successful that I won't be tempted to cheat tonight, even though the goods are sitting there, because I am so happy and proud of my progress. I also reminded myself that one less trip in the car would reduce my carbon footprint. After all, I managed to do this task on the Friday night the first week and restrain myself. Well mostly, I did enjoy one Martini.
It wasn't until I was circling the parking lot having no luck finding a space that I realized that I was lying to myself. I was hungry since I skipped the second mini lunch that I'm supposed to eat around 3:30-4 and I recognized that as I was parking and running the grocery list in my head that I was fully planned to begin my cheat day tonight! I was envisioning the potato chips, icing the vodka and unwrapping the chocolate bar.
And so. I didn't park. I came straight home and cooked my correct meal for the moment which I am about to sit down and enjoy. Yeah me. One day of not kidding myself.
