First Step Forward

My boots suddenly gripped the smooth tabletop. I gave my right fist a squeeze—real power rushed straight into my arms! Right in front of me sat a folded red cloth, soft and bulky like a mini training mound. I leaned into a quick stance, reached out, and pressed my knuckles firmly against the soft folds. It yielded with a bounce, sturdy and ready for anything. I'm really standing here, balanced and ready to move!