Maddie needed a goal every time she exercised? Merlin! Her days would be full of goals at that point, seeing as she considered her constant energy a form of exercise. Heh. Well, one thing was for sure...Maddie wouldn't have to squirm in anticipation in this class. Usually when she had to sit still and patiently wait, she ended up squirming around due to all that stillness. Getting up and moving was her thing!

Two laps around the pitch...right. She'd take that on a broom, please and thank you. She may be energetic, but she was no jogger. When she was sure she had all the directions down pat, the third year summoned her broom into her right hand and hovered on it. Finally, with a kick back, she began her first lap. Ever since she'd made the Quidditch team, Maddie had discovered a new appreciation for the wind blowing her hair backward. It was in a ponytail today, but she could still fill it zipping around behind her as she circled the pitch.

As she reached the turn, she steered her broom to the left and made the turn with ease. Not long after that, there was another turn, and she steered around it, too. She wasn't worried about racing. She just liked the ride. Maddie steered around the last two turns before completing one full lap.

Exciting!