The Dot Dash

I slipped through the lobby doors into the crisp morning air, ready to trade slick rugs for some real open ground. Right at the corner of the sidewalk, a bright yellow paving pad was set into the concrete, packed with neat rows of raised round bumps. It looked like a custom agility course laid out just for sneaker drills! I locked my focus, leaned into a sprint, and bounded straight onto the grid. Weaving, hopping, and planting each red shoe firmly on the domes without slipping into the grooves kept my balance sharp. Outdoor turf is officially open for business!