Reflex training

For reflex training he held a sheet of A4 paper vertically between his palms, opened them sharply and caught it again. He moved on through 2, 3, 5, 10 sheets. When he got to a whole pack, he dropped it and broke his toe. He didn’t tell anyone.

Those times when you look back and wonder what you were thinking

Those times when you look back and wonder what you were thinking. Running through the scrub, I saw a snake coiled on the path ahead of me and thought my reflexes would be quicker. It moved a little as I got nearer, shimmering mirror silver on black. I thought I could just jump over it and, in my mind, I think I saw it flattening itself against the dirt, against the dried red mud, holding itself down to avoid me. At the same time my mind’s eye saw it reaching out to strike me in slow motion and saw me twist and lift my leg so that it missed. Two views already and both successful.

Those times when you look back and wonder what you were thinking. I’m not sure where I was when my body or my deepest brain screamed to stop. Perhaps I was already in the air, perhaps a stride short. My body twisted and lifted both legs and both arms and twisted on itself and through the screaming felt the bite.

Those times when you look back and wonder what you were thinking.