Truths and Lies

I just recently realized I tell myself a lot of lies. Here's what they are:

Lie: I like fried foods.
I go crazy for fried pickles and onion rings. I regularly order chicken fingers.  I lourve French fries.  Don't get me started on the White Horse's apple sticks. But here's the truth that I've just recently realized: Fried foods make me feel gross.  Afterwards.  Fried pickles may taste good going down, but then they sit in my stomach feeling heavy and just weighing me down. I'm not sure it's worth it.

Lie: I deserve a reward. Bring on the chocolate!
I'm a raging chocoholic. I wish there was a 12 step program for it, except I don't really because then I would have to give it up and be choco-sober. On top of that, my thinking usually goes something like this "Yay me! I worked out extra hard today!" or "I'm awesome, I solved a difficult problem/got a lot of work done today." or "Poor me, I had to do something horrible today. I deserve a treat."  Interesting how it works both when I've done something good AND when I've done something bad.  Yet in neither situation is it appropriate to reward myself with food.

Lie: I am sad. Eating whatever I want will make me feel better.
Here's the thing, kids. Food might taste good, but it doesn't solve problems.

The bad thing is I'm pretty sure there are other lies I'm telling myself.  And I'm pretty sure I'll continue to get tripped up by these three.  I'm hoping that recognizing them will give me some measure of defense against them.

But how about you? Have you ever caught yourself telling yourself lies?  Care to share with the gang?

PS. I made it through one day of being back on track!. I actually counted my calories, have thus far eaten within my allotted range and haven't been hungry, plus I ran/walked for 55 minutes. It's not impossible to live life with a little discipline, it's just not quite as sugary.