Zhenya was hopping slowly at first as she had never done this before. What if she fell flat on her face? - wait... why would that matter? She got a rhythm up of jumping and started to stick to it. Her pace quickly fastened as she jumped, using her stomach muscles to kick her legs out in front of her to get the most distance. Hop, hop, hop... Even though she had just manoeuvred around two of the 20 poles, her stomach was starting to really hurt