Balcony Expedition

Time for some fresh air! I spotted the balcony door cracked open just wide enough, slipped through the gap, and stepped out onto the cool concrete tiles. A potted fern sat in the corner like a miniature jungle. Right in front of it lay a thick red rubber dog ball, wedged tight beneath the pot's saucer. Perfect strength trial! I braced my feet against the textured tile, gripped the rubber curve, and gave one mighty heave. Pop! It rolled loose, bouncing neatly across the balcony floor. Now that is what I call a solid warm-up!