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Slow news day?
Why would you eat it? Lance Armstrong merchandising might go up in value when its revealed he was doping during the tour de france.
Its like buying a Mike Tyson endorsed McGruff (the crime dog) poster, “Take a bite out of crime!”.
You might find yourself more tempted at mile 19 of a marathon.
The Stinger Waffles are ridiculously good. They’re soft and moist enough that you can eat ’em while riding without feeling like you’re trying to choke down a mouthful of sand. I don’t think I’ll ever eat another Clif Bar .
@4 Good to know. So many nutritionals taste fine when you’re sitting around but are puke-tastic when you’re actually sweating your ass off.
This, in fact, demonstrates the principle difference between my childhood, and the childhood of most of the people on this blog (and in Seattle in general).
For you, it is normal to have a “honey bee” drawn as an angry yellow jacket hornet looking thing ready to piece a fix bicyclist…who is probably just as fierce as the bee and will no doubt take his anger out by dousing the yellow jacket nest with lightweight oil and setting it a flame.
Meanwhile, this is My Generation’s equivalent:
http://thecandyemporium.com/images/uploa…
It tends to show why I will always be a kind of oblivious innocent…while you will yell and scream at me….”Dad, you don’t understand!!”
Don’t knock it ’til you try it — they’re pretty good, and really easy to eat while riding. Beats the crap out of clif bars, which I can just barely digest anymore.
However, still a far distant second from Paydays. Almost identical carbo-protein profile as most nutritionals and *way* cheaper.
Better than eating a “Blue Waffle” any day.
They’re exactly like a mother fucking cookie. Put some Oreos in a baggie and save some money.
I usually don’t like cycling sports food, but these seriously taste good. Really.
So, you would prefer, among a near-infinite number of other possibilities, being sexually assaulted, shot at close range, or being forced to eat another human being, to eating one of these items? I’m all for occasional hyperbole, (obviously), but seriously, get a grip. I’m sure they’re not *that* bad.
Oreos? I can’t even imagine eating an oreo on bike ride or run. The waffles are pretty damn amazing. Didn’t your mom tell you not to knock it until you try it?