WATT’S YOUR TYPE?

In the peloton, each road racing cyclist embodies a distinctstyle and flair, reflecting their specialized role on the road, and on their team. And then, well, some of us are best suitedto be the Pincheur.

BY DEFINITION:

Baroudeur: French for “blow you load early and hang on for dear life” in hopes of stealing a stage and bagging a new sponsor. 

Rouleur: Porn star of the peloton. Steady and strong, all day long. 

Grimpeur: Rider who insists it’s all-for-one. Until the road points straight up, then so do his shorts. 

Pincheur: AKA a thundershacker. A rider who insists on a musette of tacos and espresso.

Diesel: A rider not known for excessive speed or explosiveness or social skills but who crosses the line eventually and then eats off everyone’s plate.

Cronoman: Rider insufferably obsessed with high speeds. When not racing, chooses lawn mowers and shopping carts based on aero wheel compatibility.

Soigneur: [swajnoer Fr.]: Blessed heart who feeds, clothes, and drives riders and rubs their tummies but refuses to cut up their meat or help with homework because, well, enough for fuck sakes, am I right?

GC Rider: The humblest rider on the squad with nothing but praise for the team. Until someone else says, “Hey, maybe can it be my turn?”

Sprinter: Rider first in line to shave their legs but it’s, like, totally just for the added speed.

Puncheur: Rider who loves short, steep climbs and who checks Instagram during stupid bullshit flats.

Domestique: Rider who tells you with a straight face it was a childhood dream to carry your water.