Annie handed her foil to Bernie, then jumped off the balance beam landing next to him. Bernie handed her coat to her and started walking toward the front door; Annie stopped him and pointed to a side door that was closer to where Bernie had parked his car. As they walked over, Bernie noticed an odd pattern in the floor next to the wall. "Is that -- a hole, filled with -- something yellow?"
"Yeah, it is a hole," Annie said with an excited lift to her voice, "filled with large styrofoam blocks that we picked up from a warehouse across the street. That hole used to be the oil changing pit when this place was a garage -- the workers would get down in the pit and work on cars overhead. When they turned this into a gym, the owner thought about covering it over, but then one day she saw those blocks being thrown out across the street and thought she could use them for some type of landing area to protect gymnasts when they dismount. And then she looked at this pit again, and suddenly, it all came together for her. Little kids love it -- they just jump right in."
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