Morning Strength Test

The iron doorstop held all night, but staying idle at ground level gets old fast. I marched across the kitchen tiles, scaled the lower cabinet handles like a ladder, and pulled myself onto the granite counter. Sitting right beside a wooden knife block was a heavy, cylindrical granite mortar. I squared my stance, dug my boots into the slick stone surface, and wrapped both gloves around its rough side. With a sharp grunt, I pushed hard until the dense stone shifted forward an inch with a satisfying scrape. Real solid mineral weight. My morning strength is in prime form.#KnucklestheEchidna @nauknauk