As I was leaving my apartment complex's recreation centre this evening, a man going by saw me unlocking my bike from a tree, putting it on the pavement and switching on the lights. "You still riding?" he asked.
"Well, yeah!" I answered.
"Seriously?" (He said, incredulously.)
"Definitely!" (I said, brightly.) "All year."
What I didn't say, and thought of about three seconds later:
No, in the winter I just take the bike out into the parking lot so it can pee.