"I'm having a bad day." "My shoelace broke." "My work schedule is different." "I'm having my period. " "I'm about to have my period." "I'm tired." "My favorite got voted off DWTS." "There were Oreos in the pantry." "My husband likes a full meal waiting for him when he gets home." "I gained .25 ounces this week, eff it, I give up." "I was at a banquet." "I stubbed my toe, broke a nail, scuffed my shoe." "We were out to dinner with friends." "My cat is shedding." "I deserve a couple beers a week." "I was traveling." "I have a hangnail." "I couldn't sleep." "It's half price Frappucino week at Starbucks." "Grease is the word."
Face it, for every ounce of weight you want to lose or have gained, there is an excuse. Let's be honest - there's an infinite # of excuses.
Human beings are extremely adept at coming up with a million ways to rationalize NOT taking responsibility for our actions, and when it comes to weight loss? Take that million and multiply it by infinity + 1.
If weight loss were Spinal Tap, we'd all be guilty of cranking up our excuses to 11 so as to drown out the truth: That we simply buckled and there is no one to blame but ourselves.
Food is inanimate. It cannot crawl out of the fridge, into the microwave, or out of the package, and sprint up your chest into your mouth. It needs your hands, your complicity, your "Yes."
I know, I know, I KNOW - this is hard. But it begins and ends with YOU.
Stop making excuses today.