Lying to myself
I've been doing that a lot lately. A. Lot. I kind of knew I was doing it but I had ways to justify and logic it out. Well, no more. It is time to not only get real but get serious. So at the cabin in Strawberry, the bathroom mirrors came down to around hip height. I should explain that the only mirrors we have in this house, in the bathrooms and bedrooms, do not really allow for full view. The bathroom mirrors, both of them, only come to waist height at most. The full lenght mirror is blocked by the bed and I hardly ever look at it when I'm naked. I only use that for looking at how my clothes look. Well, the cabin mirrors were lower and as I stepped out of the shower my excess bodyfat was visible in all it's glory. I did not get upset or say anything unkind to myself. I actually looked at it and thought, WTF?? I've been lying to myself. What I'm doing is not working. Not. At. All. By not really looking at my body, I have been able to decieve myself that I was maki...