Spinning the Stepper

Breaking out through the front doors, I bolted down the sidewalk until the neighborhood playground opened up before me. Standing in the gravel area was a pair of outdoor fitness steppers with round, ribbed foot pedals. One of the pedals was tilted at an awkward angle, completely motionless. A stalled circular platform? Not on my watch! I bounded onto the steel support arm, grabbed the vertical handrail with one glove, and stomped down on the outer lip of the metal disc. It broke into an instant spin, whirling in a squeaky silver blur while I balanced on the edge, grinning as the rotation whipped the breeze straight against my face. Playground gear running at top speed!