Is anyone daring enough to step on a scale this morning? I know I’m not. However, last year I decided to see just how much weight I would gain in one particular day. We all know which day I am talking about…Thanksgiving Day!
I weighed myself the morning of Thanksgiving. As I glanced down at the digital numbers, I thought the reading was fairly respectable given my height and age. My arrival at my sister’s house began in the same way it does year after year. It begins with eating snacks, eating the Thanksgiving feast, napping, eating more snacks, then of course I have to finish off the evening eating pumpkin pie…no crust.
The next morning I stepped on the scale…five pounds heavier. Yes folks it’s true, I ate five pounds worth of food on Thanksgiving Day. This means I truly ate more than that because those were the remaining results after a night of sleep and digestion. Why do I do that to myself? The truth is that I want to do what is right, but every year on this same day…I don’t. By the way, it took me a month to lose that same five pounds.