My delts are completely fried. I thought it was a skin rash or something at first, but it's actually just very concentrated soreness. This bodes well for MP next week.
This will be the first Thanksgiving in years that I'm eating dinner with anybody. I'd rather go out and train, but I'm forcing myself to attend at my father's invitation. At least there will be food. I plan on bringing The Oxford Book of Modern Science Writing to indulge in while everyone is talking after dinner. I don't speak Farsi, so I'd end up just sitting there and being clueless anyways.
I plan on doing HIIT when I finally get back.