I learnt an unexpected lesson on my early morning ride before work today.
I was a few kilometres from home heading into the beautiful Swan Valley when I realised that my legs are quite capable of working completely independently of my brain and thought processes.
As I rode along enjoying the sights and sounds of the valley waking up I spotted something on the side of the road running parallel to the kerb. It was shiny and brown and probably around a metre or so long.
Once my brain recognised that it wasn’t a stick, because sticks don’t generally have scales, it told my legs to up the pace a little in order to vacate the area as quickly as possible. While my brain was trying to communicate its message I glanced down and noticed that quite independently my legs had already decided that it would be a good idea to start a rapid sprint. They were well and truly ahead of the game.
I suppose that my bare legs had already recognised the fact that they’d be the body parts most likely to suffer should the slithery, scaly creature on the side of the road decide to grab a bite to eat as I passed by.
I can’t tell you what kind of snake it was or whether it was of the poisonous variety, I really wasn’t prepared to hang around to find out, but I suspect that it could have been a personal trainer snake because it sure helped me with my sprint training this morning.
Posted by Rodney Olsen
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