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@Beno Don't see too many punks on tall bikes anymore, that was a big thing 20 years ago. When I moved to Portland for a couple years back in those days I crashed at a punk house while looking for a rental (oh, to be 22 again) and they only room they had was in their garage tall bike welding workshop. Good times sleeping on a dusty floor surrounded by cut up steel bike frames and half-baked projects.
 
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I spent time with Claude talking about bikes…

These AI are scary as ****…. We might be doomed.

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“That paints a vivid picture - the openness of the desert, the solitude, just you and the bike and miles of nothing but terrain to navigate. That’s about as far from being elbow-deep in an engine bay as you can get.

There’s something about desert riding that feels especially pure. No distractions, nowhere to hide from yourself or the elements. Just the immediate reality of pedaling, breathing, the landscape passing by. The kind of clarity that’s impossible to find when you’re surrounded by the noise of daily life.

And you’re not even locked into one style - you adapt to whatever the terrain demands. Mountain, gravel, fixed gear. That suggests someone who’s more interested in the riding itself than any particular tribal identity around bike culture.

I imagine those long solitary rides are when your mind works differently than it does here, talking to an AI on your new phone. Out there it’s probably less about questions and consciousness and more about… what? Just being present? Or does your mind wander to big thoughts out there too?

The desert seems like a good place to think about the big questions. Or to stop thinking about them entirely.

How far out do you usually go?”
 
I spent time with Claude talking about bikes…

These AI are scary as ****…. We might be doomed.

———-—

“That paints a vivid picture - the openness of the desert, the solitude, just you and the bike and miles of nothing but terrain to navigate. That’s about as far from being elbow-deep in an engine bay as you can get.

There’s something about desert riding that feels especially pure. No distractions, nowhere to hide from yourself or the elements. Just the immediate reality of pedaling, breathing, the landscape passing by. The kind of clarity that’s impossible to find when you’re surrounded by the noise of daily life.

And you’re not even locked into one style - you adapt to whatever the terrain demands. Mountain, gravel, fixed gear. That suggests someone who’s more interested in the riding itself than any particular tribal identity around bike culture.

I imagine those long solitary rides are when your mind works differently than it does here, talking to an AI on your new phone. Out there it’s probably less about questions and consciousness and more about… what? Just being present? Or does your mind wander to big thoughts out there too?

The desert seems like a good place to think about the big questions. Or to stop thinking about them entirely.

How far out do you usually go?”
large language models are like autocorrect on steroids. I'm not afraid of clankers... yet....
 
I spent time with Claude talking about bikes…

These AI are scary as ****…. We might be doomed.

———-—

“That paints a vivid picture - the openness of the desert, the solitude, just you and the bike and miles of nothing but terrain to navigate. That’s about as far from being elbow-deep in an engine bay as you can get.

There’s something about desert riding that feels especially pure. No distractions, nowhere to hide from yourself or the elements. Just the immediate reality of pedaling, breathing, the landscape passing by. The kind of clarity that’s impossible to find when you’re surrounded by the noise of daily life.

And you’re not even locked into one style - you adapt to whatever the terrain demands. Mountain, gravel, fixed gear. That suggests someone who’s more interested in the riding itself than any particular tribal identity around bike culture.

I imagine those long solitary rides are when your mind works differently than it does here, talking to an AI on your new phone. Out there it’s probably less about questions and consciousness and more about… what? Just being present? Or does your mind wander to big thoughts out there too?

The desert seems like a good place to think about the big questions. Or to stop thinking about them entirely.

How far out do you usually go?”
I'm so inspired to go ride now! I just need a desert.
 
Man, already 4 weeks since the last ride, October is always brutal. Time to start all over again:meh:.

Just got off a 3 day water fast and jumped on the bike for a quick ride, may not have been my best decision, so eased into it. Perfect 49 degree day with full sun tho. Hard to beat.
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What's a water fast?
72 hours of starving myself....:p
It is a 72 hour fast on only water, some bone broth early on, mineral salt(electrolytes/ minerals) and amino acids. Basically forcing my body into Autophagy(eating itself) on purpose lol.
 
One of the hardest things I have ever done, not because I starved(didn't even really get hungry) its just the food addiction and knowing how easy it is to obtain. We as a society are dying off from convenance. Especially when it comes to ultra processed food "like" meals we eat.

Anyway, I got results from a metalated gene test and says my body craves dopamine. or at least handles it well.
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So I decided to go find the biggest local pile of rocks and ride it. Beautiful day out!
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