Gemotions

The morning air crackled around Leo as he jogged onto the practice field, sunshine practically vibrating off his shoulders. He felt an almost unbearable lightness, like he could bounce off the freshly mown grass. His cleats crunched with satisfying precision as he sprinted towards the coach, practically bursting with eagerness to start the day. He slapped a teammate on the back, the force of the gesture nearly knocking the guy over. "Ready to crush it today, man!" he boomed, a grin splitting his face. The anticipation of the upcoming scrimmage was a physical thing, a hum in his chest.