The o-gimp-ics

[Bound cat]

Daisy made it to the starting line in a few short fitting jumps. She was a nimble girl, so she was pretty good at keeping her balance.
“Well, then. If, according to your stupid rules, you're not going to tie my hands back or gag me, then I'm ready to start,” she said mockingly, simultaneously assessing the treadmill and the obstacles located there.
((I guess I need to roll dice?))