Choose Life. Choose bike. Forgo a career. Annoy your family. Choose a **** big ring, choose descending machines, 69ers, compact cranksets and electrical shifting. Choose good health, low cholesterol, and dental insurance. Choose fixed gear spinning madness. Choose a starter cx bike. Choose your friends. Choose teamwear and matching luggage. Choose a DH-rig on hire purchase in a range of **** colourways. Choose Enduro and wondering who the **** you are on a Sunday morning. Choose sitting injured on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing **** junk food into your mouth. Choose riding away at the end of it all, pissing off in flourescent lycra, nothing more than an embarrassment to the sensible, dull brats you spawned to replace yourself.
Choose your future, choose bike.
Someone with actual skill with words will be along to do far better shortly!