The Truth: Those effing cookies are delicious. And in the end, you won't mind feeling like crap, because you had a damn cookie.
The Truth: AGAIN??? You just had salad with lunch. This is ridiculous. Where are the cookies???
The Truth: God Bless Ammon, he's going to have one hell of a night. And I'm going to be useless in the morning.
The Lie: I only need to run for "X" number of minutes, and after that, I can walk my remaining mileage.
The Truth: Oh, who are we trying to kid??? As soon as you've recovered, you're doing it again. Really, Kristen, you're too competitive to walk for that long. And that's if you're feeling lazy. If you're feeling good, you're running X+2, because you like bringing pre-algebra into your daily workouts.
There are more lies I tell myself, but these are some of the big ones. What lies do you tell yourself?