I often sing a little song my daughter made up... you need a bell for this.

"Crashing... and burning... is how we learn..." *ding* *ding*

Prey on the vunerable, decimate the weak.

my mantra is whatever is on my ipod fueled by adrenalin and most likely a false sense of confidence.

Ride to look good, and make sure others can see how good you look, because riding for yourself is worthless.

Something to that effect ;)

no pain, no pain, (repeated a billion times)...mind you, on my training rides that are 75+ miles

"see pedestrian, whistle."

i count crank rotations to eight, over and over again.

'Can't coast...clown'll eat me....Can't coast...clown'll eat me...'

I want to get where I'm going as fast/efficiently as I can without inconveniencing anyone else around me.

Ever since I watched this video, that song is what plays in my head.

http://www.bemba.com/bookmarks/17062...pe-d-huez-2001

ride fast, die young

Jesus is my co-pilot.

****ing cars.

Ayhsmb

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lF8PhKTE7A4

Traffic music

I think about getting my legs for ski season... feeling good/fit overall... being able to ride/run a decent(to me) distance and not be dying at the end... think about the burn my legs currently have on this effing hill and the top is right there - I can endure for a few more yards and then hit the flat... eating a bit more of what I want(vs what I need)... I'm not at my computer... fresh air... listening to everything drowned out by being in a car normally... to sum this up...

Life is too short, go ride your bike.

"Don't fall over in front of all these people!!!"

dont....stop....pedalling

+1
it's the single occupant giant cars that get me

always be on the defensive and always keep an eye on traffic lights.

bird is the word

I ride the same way.

I don't really think about anything when I ride though, just focus on the moment and everything around me.

Spin, don't mash.

You're the best around, noon'severgonnakeepyoudown, you're the best around...

OR

Flyin into Los Angeles bringin in a couple a keys, don't check my bags if you please mr. customs man...

Keep up, unless you cant.

I forgot my favorite:

"At the top of a hill at a very rapidspeed there's only one place to go.
At the top of a hill at a very high speed there's nowhere to go but down."

"Bike Test 1 2 3"- Bomb the Music Industry!

http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n.../MyRay-024.jpg

OOPS, I thought you said Manta

my mate has one of those^ haha