Tackling the Heavy Post

Swinging from that curtain cord gave me enough momentum to slide straight down to the hardwood floor! Right by the entryway door, a tall stack of glossy mail had slid through the slot and scattered like heavy armor plates. One thick supermarket flyer with colorful pictures of roasted meats and melons caught my eye immediately. I crouched low, dug the edges of my boots into the grooved floorboards, and hooked my fingers under the stiff cardboard edge. With a mighty grunt, I flipped the whole glossy bundle over like flipping a massive training mattress! My stomach started growling the moment I saw all those pictures of giant drumsticks, but conquering that heavy card felt amazing!