There’s that saying that goes “It’s just like riding a bike”, but what happens if you can’t ride a bike in the first place?
I’ve just returned from my trip to the snowy lands of Sweden where I was hurtling down a hill at a blistering pace with my feet strapped in place to a snowboard before facing the crunching fall and graceful glide using my face as a brake.
It was over a week of high adrenaline exercise and quite alarmingly, no computer in sight. The only contact I had with my virtual / electronic world was via my iPod and a very stop start Wi-Fi connection, sure the odd Facebook update was manageable and if the wind was blowing in the right direction I could sometimes send an email, and at best a Twitter update.
It was safe to say that there was no gaming to be had, mainly thanks to me resisting my urges to buy a DSi or PSP during the build up to the trip.
It’s strange though, you think you’ll miss things so much, but when you get them back the only thing on your mind being “Bloody hell, was my mouse always this fast?”. A week away and my body has already started to revert back to its usual self, my slower self, my non-gaming self!
So here I am sat slowly getting back into the groove, my mouse hand doing its best to keep up with the speed and my fingers once again getting used to typing at a half decent pace. My controller use, on the other hand though, seems less affected, the odd wobble perhaps but nothing too disastrous, for now anyway.
There you have it, proof in my eyes that the outside or ‘real’ world is a dangerous place, now if you’ll excuse me I’m off to build a fort out of pillows, move all my gaming gear in there and never emerge again, safe from the outside world and its cruel taint.
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