Scaling the Stone Step

I slipped past the propped-open door and jogged straight out into the morning air. Right in front of me stood a massive set of textured concrete patio steps, like giant stone cliffs waiting to be conquered! I marched right up to the base, reached up with both hands, and clamped my fingers along the gritty upper ledge. Planting my boots flat against the rough stone wall, I pushed hard and hauled my whole frame upward. With one clean pull, I hoisted myself onto the flat ledge and let out a victorious laugh. The world outside has the best training grounds yet!