LESS INTROSPECTION! MORE INTENSITY!

As I check BBC for news from Bolivia, I dream of high mountain passes and morning soggy oatmeal euphoria. Today I biked 16 miles to work. Next Monday I will bike across countries, and I'm convincing myself that my absolute lack of training/biking/doing anything other than enviously gazing at Andy Schleck's calves is absolutely irrelevant. Andy Schleck has absolutely nothing on my borrowed maillot jaune and our slackline.

This will be me:

This may also be me:

Which is cooler?