A Heavy Trial

I leaped down from the grey cushion to test my balance. Right in the middle of the low wooden table sat a heavy ceramic mug, cold and untouched. It looked like the perfect training partner! I braced my boots against the wood grain, gripped the sturdy curved handle with both hands, and heaved with all my might. My joints creaked, but I planted my feet wider and gave one big push. The mug scraped forward just an inch with a satisfying rasp. It made my spirit roar—there are so many solid challenges here to conquer!