Ode To my Bike Trainer

I wrote this last year during a cold snap and stumbled upon it today. Since the temperatures have plummeted, it seemed rather appropriate:

ODE TO MY BIKE TRAINER:

Even though you are not pink

Fond thoughts of you I do think.

You are truly hassle free

And provide some sanity

On nights when training must be late

Or days when I'm not feeling great

In the winter I know for sure

I can ride in any temperature

My hands won't turn all blue and stiff

I can be ready to ride in a jiff

While on my trainer I can watch t.v.

Something that's pretty foreign to me.

No need for a helmet, wear a tiara instead

Since chances are good I won't crack open my head.

While I ride, my children fetch water and GU

I boss 'em around on walkie talkies (it's true).

Although I'd much rather be outside

I know it can't be for every ride

When the weather's good and time works in my favor

I'll hit the road and every moment I'll savor.