An epic cycling odyssey that starts as a casual 10-mile spin and spirals into a 51-mile delirious triumph. 55 Miles captures the bonk, the hallucinations, the fat-fuel breakthrough, and the glory of finishing something insane.
Ride... ride... into the zone
Ten miles... becomes the unknown
Pedal, push... blood, bone
Don't you stop, you're on your own
Ride the zone... Ride the zone...
Yeah, seven-forty-five, I'm live on the set
Not a single regret, not a drop of my sweat
No food in the tank, bank balance is zero
No water, no prep, I'm my own stupid hero
The plan is a ten, just a quick 1-2 spin
But the vibe is a sin, it's pulling me in
Mile five, I'm so clean, the back pain is nil
Mile ten, just a dream, I breeze past the hill
Forty? That's a new thought, a seed in the brain
My logic is caught in the rhythm and rain
Of the asphalt and sun, this ride just begun
A half-century run? ...Omo, this could be fun
Ride... ride... into the zone
Ten miles... becomes the unknown
Pedal, push... blood, bone
Don't you stop, you're on your own
Ride the zone... Ride the zone...
I pass twenty-five, the point of return
My body is screaming, my muscles all burn
The bonk is a monster, it hits me like static
My stomach is empty, my system is manic
Glycogen? GONE, I'm running on vapor
This ain't in the paper, this wasn't the caper
My lips are all cracked, my throat is all dust
In saliva I trust, I do what I must
My back? What is back? The pain is my brother
My thirst is my mother, we only have each other
I'm seeing the pancakes, I'm hallucinating
This rhythm is torture, this beat is a hazing
Wait, thirty-eight, engine switch
Something flicks in the brain, I'm out of the ditch
The fat is the fuel, I'm breaking the rule
Feel a new wave of energy, call it my jewel
I'm maxing the gears, I'm eating my fears
I'm passing the riders like they were just peers
Mile forty-two... tears
A fountain, is it safe
Don't care, gimme taste, life
This is it, this the VIBE
Forty-eight on the clock, but my spirit's alive
The pain is a partner, the bike is a limb
The road is a hymn, my chances ain't slim
My backache is back, but the pain is a joke
I pedal no-handed, I'm past being broke
I'm impressed with myself, this delirium's deep
All the promises I... will probably not keep
I see it, my house, the end of the line
Fifty-one miles, and the glory is mine
I f-ing did it, a king on his throne...
I did it, I'm home, ...don't you ever try this
Ride the zone... Ride the zone...
Ride the zone...