Fresh Air Sprint

Fueled up on chili dogs and fully recharged, indoor laps weren't cutting it this morning. I bolted past the living room rug, took a clean slide toward the glass balcony door, and found it cracked open just a few inches. Slipped right onto the cool metal door threshold to catch the crisp morning draft rushing in. Found a loose green potted leaf resting right at the edge, kicked it out into the patio breeze, and watched it flutter down like a green race flag. The world out here moves at my speed!