Would You Rather?

On a particularly cold and blustery lunch ride the other day, I began to search my mind in an attempt to not only understand why I was riding my bicycle in such frigid conditions, but at what point would I give-in and say enough is enough.

But I realized that if I gave up riding outside in the winter, then I'd have to choose between riding the trainer or not riding at all.

And since being tubby isn't an option, well, I logically concluded that I'd have to choose between the lesser of two evils: the deep freeze or the trainer.

Yeah, pretty good.

As I mulled this all over, other what-ifs scenarios began to thaw from my blockhead. I started speaking my thoughts aloud. Despite the feisty wind, the knitted hats under our helmets and my scarf muffling my voice, my only other friends silly enough to join me on such a ride, Shim and Leah, played along. It was what you'd might hashtag as '#goodtimes' on one's post-ride twitter feed.

Here's a few I/we came up with.

Would you rather...
A)  Ride for two hours when it's 35° F with 35 mph winds and gloomy?
B)  Ride for two hours when it's 5° F, calm and sunny?

How about an entire winter of only one of those options?

Would you rather...
A) Ride for two hours at 45° F and light rain?
B) Ride for two hours at 10° F, sunny but with 15 mph sustained winds?

Would you rather...
A) Ride for two hours in 80° F and heavy rain?
B) Ride for two hours in 30° F, sunny (dry) and calm?

Would you rather...
A) Ride for two hours alongside your favorite pro on his/her spare bike while you wear basketball shorts, a tank top and a pair of ratty old Chuck Taylor's?
B) Ride the entire length of the Keystone trail on a warm Saturday afternoon on a comfort/fat bike while wearing your favorite pro team's kit?

Would you rather...
A) Ride a specific sprint workout outside when it's 15° F, gloomy, 35 mph winds with 50 mph gusts?
B) Ride a specific sprint workout inside on a trainer while being forced to only watch Mark Savery's Instragram feed while you sprint?

Choose wisely: you'd better like Wheaton terriers. A lot.

Thanks for reading. Happy Friday

Oh my god, that was hilarious.