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When I first moved to Minneapolis I liked driving. I liked listening to music and rolling the windows down and cruising around with friends. I thought it was fun. And then I got on a bike. And the more I rode the less I could stand being in a car. The freedom. The power. The exhilaration. There was simply no comparison. It started to mystify me why anyone in their right mind would ever choose a vehicle over a bicycle for any trip short or long, near or far. And then it expanded even more. I started to dislike cars I wasn't even in. Cars just driving down the road. Cars honking at each other. Big cars. Little cars. Fast cars. Slow cars. All of them became... grotesque and uncivilized.
The same thing has happened with my little facebook experiment. At first, I remember, thoroughly enjoying facebook. It was fun-- frivolous and fun. There was a satisfaction in seeing what friends spread to the far corners of the world were doing at any one time. Susan was riding the subway in Japan! Ida was attending her first year of college in Denmark! Saba moved to New York City! Wow! Look at all of them go! The thought of giving up all that knowledge and entertainment was a bit hard to swallow.
But then I logged off. And my time went from being devoted to what other people were doing to what I was doing. Me. Myself. I. I ran four miles and didn't tell a damn soul. Come to think of it, I also pre-rode the duathlon course and really enjoyed myself, I decided guacamole was my absolute favorite food and Duluth was my absolute favorite place. I did a thousand things all my own property. And after experiencing life like that, facebook just seemed... a bit grotesque and uncivilized.
Now how do I balance this with a growing blog? I want to go on twitter. I want to promote Sad Tan. I want to write and research bike related topics... and yet... the more I'm away from my personal glowing screen the more I want to stay away from it.
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