Wednesday, September 10, 2008

The Need for Speed

What is it about high speeds that gives us such a thrill? Yesterday as I was on my way to work, I was finally able to get out from behind a slow(ish) driver and pass him (on the right, which is aggravating), and as I was speeding away, I felt myself take a deep, satisfying breath. It was as if I had just emerged from being held under water for three and a half seconds too long.

A couple weeks ago, I was babysitting Tim's (much faster) car while he was out of town. During that week, I learned something about myself: I should not be allowed to drive fast cars. At least, not anywhere besides the autobahn. As I was cruising down the highway with no one in front of me, I actually caught myself giggling.

And it's not just in the car... before getting knocked up, it was against my religion to walk for exercise. My mom always walks around her neighborhood with the "Walking Ladies" in the morning to stay in shape, but whenever I tried to walk for my workout, I ended up running instead. Why walk for 40 minutes when you can cover the same mileage in 20 by stepping up the pace? You get home faster, and let's face it, you look freakin hot! At least, in your own head. Don't ever watch yourself run in those mirrors at the gym. It's not just your spunky ponytail that bounces, you know.

So why are we in such a hurry? Why do higher speeds result in wider grins? Is this true for everyone? It must not be, as evidenced by my archenemy, Slow Guy in the left lane... and the Walking Ladies.

(Art from politecards.com)

9 comments:

Emily said...

We are go go go people. And slow drivers and such are just annoying! I agree with you I like speed!

Heather said...

I too like speed until you are paying for the speeding ticket! If you ever need a different babysitter for Tim's car, let me know and I will gladly take care of that for you.

Agent Pepper said...

You just have an abnormally high road rage rate (RRR).

Sarah Garner said...

I think I may have shot a man on my way home tonight. I was going way too fast to be sure what really happened, but whatever the case... it was in self defense! These stupid people that go 30 mph on the freeway are going to get us all killed! I did the world a favor...

Bundy Family said...

I think living in St george has slowed me down alot. Also I get very distracted so sorry if you ever get behind me. Especially after my accident I go the speed limit. Sorry!

Sarah said...

a) way cuter graphic than last time i checked
b) even though you get places roughly the same time if you don't pass the rediculously slow man going like 60 on the freeway... about 1/2 mile away from your exit, i still think it's important to pass him and then possibly cut him off to make your exit. WHY? because it's the little things in life that make you feel like you've accomplished something. PLUS, why would you want to go SLOW?

Meili said...

Sarah Timms, I couldn't agree more. That's why we are friends. That and our red hair and our shared hostility toward sopranos.

DIANE said...

Hmmm, excuse me. As one of the "Walking Ladies" I would like to say that we WALK because if we RAN that would only give us 20 minutes to walk instead of 60. How could we solve the problems of the world in 20 minutes? It takes us at least 60!

Heather B said...

Speed is fun. Walking is boring. You're funny. Bouncing in mirrors, lol.

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