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How a Green Hour Saved Thanksgiving
My Thanksgiving hit rock bottom about 10 years ago as I woke up from a food coma-induced nap in my cousin’s guest bed at about 7pm. Lost time with relatives, a missed half of Turkey Day football … was all the overeating really worth it?
Thanksgiving hadn’t always been this way. As a kid, my Thanksgiving didn’t center around sitting in front of the screen watching football – it centered around playing it. My dad was always happier out in the yard letting me “tackle” him than he was making small talk. When I went to relatives’ houses for the holiday, I’d beg my older cousins endlessly to come out and throw a ball around.
But as you get older, getting muddy on Thanksgiving is frowned upon. And once you’re a teenager, you’re expected to dazzle your older relatives with impressive feats of eating, which I was only happy to oblige.
Once I was in my 20s, my metabolism started slowing down but the eating didn’t, now followed by sitting around having a drink. Finally, it all caught up to me – and there I was, lying not in the grass but in a dark room.
So the next year, I had a two-part game plan for making sure I survived my Thanksgiving upright: Eat only until full, and get in a green hour. Once dessert was done, I asked my relatives if anyone wanted to go for a walk.
Not only did a couple of my older relatives say they’d join me, but a bunch of younger cousins said they’d come as well. I was surprised at first, but then remembered myself at their age – the last place I wanted to be was cooped up in the house.
We got back feeling energized, and the impacts go beyond mental health. While enormous Thanksgiving feasts can have major physical consequences, a 2006 study suggested you can erase some of the risk by getting out for a walk after the meal.
I’ll be spending this Thanksgiving with my friend and fellow blogger Every Day Father. With sunny, mild weather in the forecast, I have a feeling I’ll end up passed out once again this Thanksgiving – not in the depths of a food coma but from trying to keep up with a 4-year-old and a 6-year-old through nature walks and hours in the yard. My dad took plenty of dives in the backyard, and this year I’m thankful to be able to give some back.
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