We all know that feeling – telling yourself, by gum, I’m on a diet, I’m suffering a great amount of emotional distress, but I’m sticking to it!
|Sometimes, you have to be your own watchdog.|
Five minutes later, someone peeks in through the door. “Hey guys! Free pizza!”
Away goes all the discipline, and you end up wolfing down five slices of pizza in a span of fifteen minutes.
(This is a true story, by the way, and I’m not naming names, but if anyone asks if this is an autobiographical experience from four days ago, my only answer would be a very subdued “No comment.”)
And then you spend the rest of the day wallowing in anger and remorse, chastising yourself for that one moment of weakness that completely offset the muesli you had for breakfast and the 2-hour gym session from the night before.
This is the kind of moment where I need to remind myself of the one amazing piece of advice a friend gave me when it comes to dieting:
“The only thing worse than suffering… is regret.”
Remember: “XL” is the default when you’re weak and impulsive. “Medium” only comes with discipline and self-control.