Extra mashed potatoes? Sure.
More bread? Yes please!
An extra slice of pie? Of course!
I enjoyed my meal, I enjoyed my family, I enjoyed the tradition.
Then, on Friday morning, I woke up and got ready for a 4 mile run.
Why? Well, I think a lot of people might think the reason was because I wanted to “work off” all the extra food I ate on Thanksgiving, but that wasn’t the case at all. See, I don’t believe in working out as a punishment for enjoying a delicious meal with friends and family.
I never use a punishment for eating too much. Instead, I work out because I love how working out makes me feel.
I workout because I love my body, not because I hate it.
If you catch yourself thinking you need to “work off” a meal or a day of indulgent eating, just stop. You don’t need to “work off” anything, ever. I’m serious. A meal like Thanksgiving (or any other celebratory dinner) is meant to be fully enjoyed and if you are trying to calculate in the back of your head how many miles you need to run to burn off that extra pie, then you are doing it wrong.
Those miles you run or those weights you lift are a gift in themselves, not a punishment for enjoying yourself.