As Thanksgiving came and went, so did my work I've put in at the gym. Even though Thanksgiving was short, or at least it felt like it, I probably ate my weight in food. Easily. I started to realize the stages of Thanksgiving feasting:

1. Anticipation

As all the food is laid out and people are hovering around it like vultures. Everyone is eying each other on who is going to be the brave soul to grab a plate and start piling it on. Everyone secretly wants to be that first person.

2. Utter Excitement

When you finally get back to the table with your behemoth of a plate. It's actually a feat getting to the table without dropping your plate, drink, napkin and silverware.

3. Excitement leads to eating way too fast

4. So you end up sitting there like this

5. And people are falling asleep everywhere

The whole process is repeated when you have to go to the other side of the family's Thanksgiving...the next day. The best part is you'll have turkey and dressing for weeks after... and you're always left with a glorious food baby.