I stare at the vault table. It’s intimidating grin doesn’t scare me anymore. I find my point on the tape measure, 70′, and I hold my left foot out, and place on the ground and push as hard as I can. I sprint all the way down the run way. Then I push as hard as I can off my left foot, propelling myself on the springboard, and diving on to my hands on the solid vault table. I spring off the table. I can’t see ground. I have to just trust myself that it’s there somewhere. Before I know it I hit the ground and my feet spread apart, I bend my knees and I look for the ground. I know i’ve landed just soon enough that I don’t move my feet at all, and I stick my vault. It feels so good to know I can do things that 99.9% of the world can’t do.