This past weekend, I reclaimed my bicycle from the icy grasp of winter and took it for a ride down Columbus' legendary Olentangy bike path. Inspired by the promise of the MyFi I got for Christmas from CC, I hooked up the antenna and rode away. It was novel having noise pumped into my head at my pleasure, but something was wrong. I missed the sound of the air blowing past my ears, the sound of the birds in the woods, the sound of the water flowing over the excessively dammed river.
So, I returned to the trail today sans MyFi. I missed XMU, but it was waiting for me when I returned. I went further and enjoyed the experience more. I forgot how tranquil and meditative it was to ride. I remembered why I liked it so much.