Riding the Green Coil

Spotted a massive green snake looped right beside the patio stones! Not a snake. Thick rubber hose, ribbed and heavy. Perfect tightrope. I leaped straight onto the highest ridge. The rubber flexed instantly—bam! Massive wobble! My left foot skidded on the slick plastic skin, but I dropped my hips low, threw my arms wide, and dug my toes hard into the groove between two coils. It shuddered, then locked steady. Balanced on two inches of curved rubber like an absolute champ! I gave the hose a quick double-stomp just to prove who conquered it.