Her heart was giddy and lightheaded, pounding like a train as it soared past blurred landscapes. The wide-eyed smile across her face only grew as anticipation swelled. 

I didn't get as far as I would have liked because the prompt didn't really inspire me. I have done recent object writing exercises that have focused on condensation on a glass so wanted to do something different than focus on a cool bevvy. I instead thought about drinking something cool poolside, and how being poolside with company usually leads to some cannonballs. So I continued…

She crouched, a tiger before the pounce… 

But stopped there because the whole point is not to push it too far over the 5 minutes (or 10 minutes, whatever you've set yourself). Maybe next time I can get into the final moments before you hit the water.