If you could have any one — and only one — bike in the world, what would it be? I'd have the bike I'm riding today. I'm easy to please that way.
Do you already have that coveted dream bike? If so, is it everything you hoped it would be? If not, are you working toward getting it? If you’re not working toward getting it, why not? I'm satisfied with what I have. If I got something newer and better I sure wouldn't complain, but I don't covet somebody else's ultimate or perfect bike.
If you had to choose one — and only one — bike route to do every day for the rest of your life, what would it be, and why? That's the Greek story of Sisyphus, who was cursed to roll a huge boulder up a hill only to watch it roll down. He was cursed to do this in Tartarus (the Greek underworld, their version of Hell) through eternity.
What kind of sick person would force another person to ride one and only one bike ride to to do for the rest of her / his life? That would be Zeus, because Sisyphus tattled on him.
Do you ride both road and mountain bikes? If both, which do you prefer and why? If only one or the other, why are you so narrowminded? I'm an open minded guy who rides all kinds of bikes. The only thing I probably won't try is extreme freeride.
Have you ever ridden a recumbent? If so, why? If not, describe the circumstances under which you would ride a recumbent. I've tried recumbent bicycles. I think they're fun, kind of like the bumper cars at an amusement park.
Have you ever raced a triathlon? If so, have you also ever tried strangling yourself with dental floss? I can swim decently enough, but I got into cycling because running hurts too much. No pain, all gain.
Suppose you were forced to either give up ice cream or bicycles for the rest of your life. Which would you give up, and why? WWFCD: What would Fat Cyclist do?
What is a question you think this questionnaire should have asked, but has not? Also, answer it?
You’re riding your bike in the wilderness (if you’re a roadie, you’re on a road, but otherwise the surroundings are quite wilderness-like) and you see a bear. The bear sees you. What do you do? I'd pull my camera out and start snapping photos, of course. Just like I didn't do when I've encountered other wildlife in the middle of the road or trail like a bobcat (Santa Cruz), a whole herd of mule deer that I had to slalom through at 40 mph (yikes! Rocky Mountain National Park), American bison (Wichita Mountains Wildlife Refuge near Lawton, OK), elk (Estes Park, CO) and several moose (near Grand Lake, CO).
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...ok, smarty pants...because of your infusion of greek mythology & the use of a "sisyphonian" aspect as an analogy to answer that question, which was quite brilliant, btw, & along w/ your very accepting & laissez 'fare' (snerk) attitude towards all bikes in general, it's my wish that you'll eventually be consigned to riding constantly better & more interesting bicycles for an eternity...