Hitting My Stride

Mid-air pose, one finger up—classic me, but suddenly my toes actually twitched. I snapped out of the freeze, touched down on the green ground, and bounced right off my heels. Down in the corner, a little white rabbit stamp caught my eye. I reached out, gave its pointy ear a tap with my gloved finger, and felt the smooth surface beneath. Yeah, no more sitting still—I'm ready to roll!