A/N: Been awhile since I've posted anything. Simply put, I much prefer Happy Sarah to Miserable Sarah. That being said, I don't own any part of the Chuckverse.
One of the things I find most endearing and yet slightly annoying is when my Chuck (It feels soooooooooooo good being able to say that!) presents me with the latest play list. Right now, it's not helping. I've got that silly chorus:
"La da dee la dee da
La da dee la dee da
La da dee la dee da
La da dee la dee da
La da dee la dee da
La da dee la dee da"
running through my head while I'm trying to concentrate. This is important, that song, not so much right now. Concentrate! The fifth key is initiation speed. It's not how fast you move, but how soon you get there. I know the trigger event is coming. I "feel" it. That's the second key: tactile speed. I can predict what's about to happen by interpreting body force direction. Auditory reflex, that's important also. That sharp intake of breath, the sound as it exhales through the mouth, instead of the nostrils. Now? No, the first key, visual, shows me something else. It's not now but soon. I need to adapt, that's the fourth key. You develop the ability to instantly select the most appropriate movements to use at any point. Adapt but be ready to alter, using the seventh key. Alteration is different than adaption because, essentially it involves control of balance and inertia. Through mastery of body mechanics, you can develop the ability to stop your movement instantly...just in case you initiate a wrong move.
Because it's time for what the public sees when a trained martial artist executes. Movement, the sixth key, is the ability to quickly transfer part or all of your body from one place to another. It is the speed that is most recognized by the public at large.
I move. My hand is like the tip of a whip. Did you know that the whip is the oldest supersonic machine known to man? The cracking sound of the whip is actually a sonic boom caused by the end of the whip breaking the sound barrier. The tip of the whip is so light that the mass of the whipper's arm translates into velocity at the end of the whip (because the tip of the whip maintains the momentum but can't increase its mass. (P=mv). I know that I can consistently move my hand at speeds approaching 37 km/h. Or, for those unable to think in metric, 33.7 feet per second. Yes, I can do math in my head.
I think my Chuck is rubbing off on me. That's definitely Harvard/CIA nerd speak right there.
Oh wait! I got it! I got the spoon! I look over at the laughing face of the love of my life as he rubs the friction burn from where he grabbed the other end of the spoon.
"Ha! That's a "p" for you, bro!", says Devon. "Nice one Sarah! Ok, new round! Ellie, babe, your deal."
The loving humor in the laughter that follows makes it all worth it. I'm happy again. I have my Chuck back.
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