I like to daydream about cycling.
About hitting top speeds on crazy climbs and smashing up the opposition during the Ronde van Vlaanderen.
I want to wear yellow, pink, green, gold, polka dots, rainbows,
I should have been Tom Boonen, Fabian Cancellara, Stephen Roche.
In reality I huff and puff uphill and don’t get much faster on the flat.
The closest I will get to wearing the yellow jersey or any other famous jersey is if I buy one from a shop.
And I am simply Andy Rafferty.
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