Breakfast Boulder

You thought my stretching was cool? Wait until you see my morning routine! My stomach let out a huge rumble, so I scrambled up onto the kitchen counter on a mission for food. Right there beside the toaster sat a colossal red apple, easily twice as round as my chest. Naturally, I couldn't just stare—I dropped into a low stance, locked my hands against its waxy skin, and pushed with everything I had! The whole thing groaned, rolled three full inches, and almost bumped a ceramic mug off the edge before I halted it with my knee. Pushing breakfast counts as solid training!