Hendrix Goes Downhill Fast
Apps Did Not.
This morning started exactly like the one before it: technology throwing a quiet tantrum while I stood there holding my coffee, wondering what I did to deserve this. A stuck download notification held me hostage for a full half hour. Thirty minutes. For a notification. I’m not sure what that says about modern life, but it doesn’t say anything good.
The frustrating part is that I actually like technology. It’s not some foreign adversary I’m forced to deal with, it’s something I genuinely enjoy, which makes getting stonewalled by it feel oddly personal. Like being ignored by a friend.
What didn’t help was that I’d already half-forgotten yesterday was a solid day. I patched the roof on the van, fixed the rear wheel on my mountain bike, got some real work done, and rode University Mountain. All of that, and somehow my brain decided to file it under “fine, I guess” while the broken apps got top billing.
But there’s one thing from yesterday I couldn’t shake: Hendrix. My bike. That thing goes downhill like it’s slightly offended by gravity. I’ve ridden dedicated downhill bikes that didn’t feel as locked-in, and Hendrix is not a downhill bike. It just doesn’t seem to know that.
July 2nd Keeps Showing Up
Twenty-one years of July 2nds share one stubborn pattern: something goes sideways, and then you go outside anyway. From biscuits and gravy in Missoula to a chatbot meltdown resolved by singletrack, the date has a way of asking whether you’ll show up. Most years, the answer is yes.
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