UNIVERSAL TRUTH OF CYCLING # 24: INSIDE EVERY CYCLIST IS THE GODFATHER OF SOUL.
You’re out there, sucking wind on a climb. You get that little bit of phlegm that you gotta get up, get on up…get up, get on up!
You do those little JB grunts and hacks.
Uhgh. Hughghh! Heeaaaayychhh!
If you had the funky drummer behind you, you’d sound like Mr. Dynamite.
Don’t believe us? Listen for yourself. Turn it up and get on down.