The Cable Snake Jump

Sliding across that card deck was a great warm-up, but staying on the coffee table felt too cramped. I leaped down to the hardwood floor and dashed toward the low shadow beneath the media console. Right along the baseboard ran a bright white plastic cable raceway with its snap-on cover popped half open. Perfect hurdle! I accelerated into a dead sprint, planted one red sneaker right on the flexible plastic lip, and kicked down with all my weight. Snap! The cover clamped shut with a loud, crisp pop while launching me clean over a tangle of black wires. Landed smooth on both soles, completely dialed in.