Sure, you know how to ride a bike. Heck, you even take yours out for a spin occasionally. But do you really understand all the nuances that come along with being a cyclist? From being dressed like an aerodynamic clown in public to the sugar rush from a Mexican Coca-Cola after a hard day in the saddle, read on for the things only true cyclists understand.
Like, to the point where you can barely turn the pedals, no matter how fiercely your buddies are cheering you on.
There's literally nothing else like it. And no, regular Coke isn't the same.
Have fun trying to put on pants for the next week—not to mention the time spent picking pebbles out of your wounds.
Sheer exhaustion coupled with total elation, followed by an immediate need for a cold beer and a nap.
Like, so steep you have to get off and walk to avoid toppling over.
Runners can use it all they want, but it's just not the same.
And that terrifying split second when your heart is in your throat.
One second you're in the mix, the next second you're off the back (and in for an extremely long day).
OH MY GOD I'M IN THE FRONT. Now, who's going to work with me here?
*Sighs contentedly* Europeans just do it better.
Wait, we're averaging WHAT? Hope the guy in front of me picks a good line.
While few have experienced it first-hand, it's basically like having your own personal assistant to help during a race. #goals
Adios saddle sores! Speaking of…
There's no pain quite like it.
Please oh please, stop for water sometime soon.
Kind of terrifying, but also exhilarating.
But not caring because anything to make us go faster is appreciated.
"You can't buy happiness, but you can buy a bike."
We'll just leave that one there.
About the Author Elizabeth Grimsley is the editor of ACTIVE.com. After finishing a somewhat successful yet injury-prone gymnastics career, she attended the University of Georgia where she studied magazine and sports journalism and was named the first Conrad Fink Scholar. Since then, Grimsley made a pit stop working for USA Triathlon before finally relocating from Atlanta to Dallas. In her free time, she enjoys constantly being disappointed by Georgia sports, completely consuming herself in the “gymternet” and pretending she’s a better photographer than she probably is. You can follow her on Instagram and Twitter .