Balcony Sprint

The living room tracks were conquered, so I dashed through the cracked glass sliding door straight onto the concrete balcony! The morning air hit fast. Right along the railing, someone left a long plastic planter box with a curved metal trowel propped against its rim. A real outdoor ramp! I bounded onto the cool concrete ledge, charged up the metal trowel handle, and leapt onto the dirt rim. At the far end, a shiny chrome hose nozzle clamp was lying in the soil. I kicked into a sudden slide, tapped the clamp with the side of my shoe, and sent it spinning across the railing metal like a runaway coin. First outdoor lap: crushed!