Tomorrow is the most important eating day of the year...
and I don't know if I'll be able to lift a fork.
My chest, shoulders, and arms are already sore from the 135 push ups completed during last night's CrossFit WOD. (I finished exactly 9 rounds with a 14# wall ball and "girl" push ups. I ambitiously started with "real" push ups, and modified after 2 very taxing rounds.)
I think this was the coaches' diabolical plan to keep me from eating too much pie.