Tarp Wind Tunnel Sprint

I sprinted straight through the back screen door because my sneakers were begging for serious open-air speed! Under the folding wooden laundry rack on the grass, someone had draped an oversized bright blue crinkly plastic tarp that brushed right against the clover! It formed a long, low, shadowy tunnel. I dropped into a flat racing crouch at the breezy opening, locked my eyes on the bright square of lawn at the far exit, and charged! The plastic rustled wildly around my shoulders like snapping sails as I zipped straight through, bursting out into the sunny grass with a sliding skid on both knees! Best obstacle dash of the week!