I got a Fitbit so I can go about this the nerdy way. It tells me how many calories I burn just by breathing all day. As long as I don't eat more than that, I will lose weight. I've had it for going on two weeks now. I'm on the "Kinda Hard" plan where I'm supposed to take in about 750 fewer calories than I burn for the day and lose 20 pounds by May. Seems easy enough. Except I have 44 calories left for today and I'm so hungry my tummy hurts. I could have spent a few of my calories more wisely, sure. I went grocery shopping today, so hopefully I'll make better decisions tomorrow. But today is where I'm struggling. This is where the ugly little voice in my head says, "Don't worry. You can eat whatever now, just do better tomorrow." It doesn't work if you keep saying you'll fix things tomorrow. I think I'm going to name this principle The Ice Cream Delusion. Cause that's usually what I want when that voice talks to me. It's so easy to just say, "Fuck it," and eat the ice cream because at least it makes me feel better now, instead of having to wait for it to feel better later. But I didn't. Because I have to fix it today. Not tomorrow.
New mantra, "Today. Not tomorrow."
