In the deepest, darkest recesses of the velonaut brain there is a seed of madness. It is the seed of speed. It is the need to go faster, for speed at all costs, for absolutely unreasonable amounts of velocity.
It was not always so. We all started out very practically – choosing our new machine to commute in comfort, or its protection from the elements, or its stability, or its year round abilities, and of course its aerodynamic properties which allow us to do more, with less energy.
But that was back in the beginning. We all wrote our checks with trembling pens in trembling hands and submitted our order after long and torturous deliberation. This was followed (for most of us) by a long and torturous wait for the machine to be built. When at last we proudly beheld our shiny new addiction in all its splendor, we quietly vowed to protect it like a child – our lovely little time machine.
First, a ride round the block to set our mind at ease, a week to become accustomed to the enclosure, a month to get used to people looking at you like a madman (or woman), two or three more to gain recumbent muscles and feel one with the machine, and then – the speed. You didn’t notice the change but it’s been happening all the time – the way your heavy vehicle now whizzes by ultra-light upright racers, the way you don’t feel the wind anymore, the way you can now coast forever, and the way the brick wall of max speed has magically transformed into something soft as a pillow – something that can be pushed and negotiated with. That’s where the madness begins…
You didn’t realize, but it has taken that long to break down all of the accepted ‘knowledge’ about human power and machines. Sure, you realized that you would go a bit faster in a velomobile because of something called aerodynamics but it isn’t until you become one with the machine that you suddenly realize you are doing something… superhuman. You have the power to propel yourself faster than you ever believed possible. And once that belief is broken, well, there are no limitations anymore. You’ve found that the only thing chaining you to the past was your past view of reality. And all of that has been swept away by the seed of speed.
Once you except your madness, you find yourself subtly transported into the future and are blissfully free… to dream again.