Speed

Yesterday I went skiing in the morning and bike riding in the afternoon.  I think that's a pretty sweet combination of activities.  One of the things that I like about those two activities is the speed.  The snow in the AM was really, really fast, and the roads in the PM were quite quick as well.  The fun/scary thing about going really fast for me is that the faster I go, the calmer I get.  I'm not sure if it's adrenaline in reverse, or if there's some other chemical thing going on, but I feel like I get in a groove where the faster I go, the more slowly everything else seems.  Perhaps it's like Einstein's theory of relativity, but on a much, much smaller scale.