The Morning Rope Climb

I grabbed a thick, braided sneaker lace dangling right off the lower shoe rack! It swung loose like a training rope. Perfect! I planted both boots against the curved fabric of a giant running shoe and hauled myself up hand over hand. The lace twisted under my grip, swaying every time I pulled, but I locked my legs in and gave one last mighty heave. Ha! I scrambled right onto the padded collar of the sneaker and stood tall. What a climb! The whole entryway stretches out below like an open running track. My morning training is just getting started!