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Ride till your legs are numb. Go until you cant feel your hands. Ride so when you look around you get dizzy because there isnt enough air going to your brain. Climb till you taste blood. Climb till the air is cold and your looking for a jacket. Ride till you know what it means to suffer. Ride till you bonk and go beyond it. Ride when all others wont. Go to the front when no one can. Ride.
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if you subbed in the word “drink” for “ride,” “climb,” and “go,” this post would be the most badass Andrew W.K. song ever.
Where is this? I want some of that…
snake – your posts rock.
absolutely pointless
Snake if you weren’t such a badass I’d call you a roadie. Roadie. Get on some dirt and suffer more.
Snake, you cock post is shafty and large. I disrespect your amplitude from here on out.
Ride til your teeth hurt.
My goal is to ride until my friends puke, but then, I’m not fast and never was. Good work up there in Bend, Mr. Snake.
what comments are about are beging able to be the smartest. i thank that by saying the lyric to andrew doublekay great hit called “party” till you puke than i am the smarets. but then i mean only besides of the orgin poster. it mankes me think, rally, what does it mane to party “till you”puke!
here: copy/patsed: PartY til yow puke”:
We’re not gonna die
You can never kill us
We’re not gonna die
You can never hurt us
We dent, We rob
We choke, We gun
We kill, We stab
We rob, We steal
We dent, We rob
We choke, We gun
We kill, We stab
We rob, We steal
Party ’til you puke…
GO!…
We’re not gonna die
You can never kill us
We’re not gonna die
You can never hurt us
We dent, We rob
We choke, We gun
We kill, We stab
We rob, We steal
We dent, We rob
We choke, We gun
We kill, We stab
We rob, We steal Party ’til you puke…
GO!…
Party ’til you puke…
GO!… Party ’til you puke!
this entry makes me want to slam my broken hand in a drawer so i can feel the pain my lungs ought to be feeling on this climb, would i be able to hold a bar
however, i still love the glaze to dough ratio of donut holes.
“drop a quarter in the juke
and boogie till ya puke”
Rootboy Slim
Snake, That looks like an awesome route! where is it?
I started to (gasp) like climbing as I got older. I’m still absolutely horrible at it. But, I have made friends with pain and discomfort. I think I would have to lose a good bit of weight to ever keep up with my friends and/or my competition. I really don’t think I’ve ever going to get a good run at being less that 180 lbs. It’s OK, I’ll rock it at two bills and enjoy life a bit more instead.
…hey…when you’re a 160ib mountain goat, you can lead the charge on those climbs but as you get older & upwards of a clydesdale-ish 200lb, well, i like to think it’s so much more of an accomplishment that i can just stay focused & keep pedaling my ass, no matter how long it takes, up n’ over whatever lies in front of me…
…“let’s drink to the hard working people,
let’s drink to the salt of the earth…”…
…’fanks, mick n’ keef…
“The older I get, the faster I was. ”
Amazing how the back of a T-shirt can explain my life.
Today’s standing climb on the 39×25 came at mile 56 out of 58. AND I LIKED IT. Keep the rubber side down, y’all.
I suffered a 39×21 over an 11,000+ ft mountain pass last summer. There was no one else with me as I climbed except my hangover. I remembered every detail of what had to be endured to conquer that peak when I read your words.
Thank you, it was an excellent post.
My Norwegian summer:
July 9th, did the Jotunheimen Rundt, 430 km, 4700 meters climbed. 17 hrs.
Last week: the Viking Tour, 7 days, 680 km, 13.391 meters climbed.
And more than once during these meters I’ve thought about something I once read here, it said I will. Once it was and will be again and I do not know why, but that’s all the reason I need. I will too.