...is all the websites, morning shows, special news reports, and gyms fliers telling us all the ways we can save calories on Thanksgiving. I mean, really? These experts and guru's spend 365 days a year drilling into us Americans how fat, flabby, and frumpy we are. Seems fair enough to me that they could give us a free pass, just this ONE day.
I mean, I get it. We are fat, frumpy and expanding as a nation. But people like me spend all year counting calories, skipping seconds, and spraying Windex on the second half of a cupcake so we don't finish eating it. (yes, I really do that) Me and my guilty conscious deserve a break.
As far as I can see, eating a feast on Thanksgiving is a tradition that our ancestors started long before people started curbing the carbs and counting weight watchers points. Who am I to mess with tradition?
Therefore, I eat what I darn well please for this one day!
Guilt free.
I'll probably eat lots of left-overs too. TAKE THAT Jillian Michaels, Eating Well Magazine, and all the stupid email blasts I keep getting from fitness magazines...
Gobble Gobble.
Y'all don't trip over my soap box on the way out, kay.
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