Le Gasp. Another post. My brain must be functioning again. Weird.
I wanna go fast:
I just went go-karting with the family. I don't know if it's just me, well no. Actually, I know it's not just me. But I really, really enjoy going fast. I know it's not just be because there are entire industries built up around this ideal. But that's not really the point. Not yet at least.
There's just some trivial basal level of joy I get when ever I go fast. Sprinting. Cars. Go-Karts. Motorcycles. Mini-Bikes. Boats. Whatever. There's just something about the world zipping by faster than I'm used to that I enjoy. The wind whipping through my hair, and all those other crappy cliches. I love it all. I don't know why. But something about those little carts today. Something about moving in and out of the cars. Going from the inside lanes to the outside for a pass, and back in for yet another. Something about those little bits of rubber flying up and beating the shit out of my face and eyes. (yeah, I even enjoyed it when I couldn't hardly see). It's all just exhilarating.
It's kind of funny that I like going fast so much. Everything else I do is at my own (normally slow, lazy and lethargic like) pace. I don't drive fast. I don't particularly walk fast. I don't like running (because the term "running" usually entails a jog which I find quite boring). None of my usual hobbies entail any quick movements, and even if they do, I tend to rely on an alternative approach.
I can see why people like racing so much now. Even though I can't bear to watch it myself, participating would be a blast. Well, except for the fact that I'd probably end up crashing and blowing up. But the not crashing or blowing up parts would be great.
I should probably just stick to going fast on things that realistically, aren't really going all that fast. Like go-karts and mini-bikes. Less chance of me blowing up, still maximum feeling of "Awesome I'm going fast!".
I'm going to stop now. Because really, there's only so many ways for me to say "I like going fast" before I run out of things to say.
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