Robot’s Useless Reviews – Full Gas Coke

It is a paradox of being in the full embrace of an epic bonk that you are simultaneously out of gas and inexplicably gassy.

They put concrete curb stops at the end of the parking spots in front of convenience stores to keep careless drivers from rolling right up over the curb through the front window and into the mile-long snack chip shelf, the perpetual hot dog rotisserie (taquitos in California) and finally into the back of the store where they keep all those weird things you don’t want. I believe they, those curb stops, are also there as a sort of pathetic, bonked cyclist bench, a place for you to sit in your sweat sodden chamois, splay legged and spent, a kind of supplicant’s pew where you sit and pray for deliverance from advanced entropy.

If you’re very lucky, your fitter, more able friend will tippy-tappy into the convenience store and purchase you a Full Gas Coke (FGC), bringing it out to you there on the pew where you’ve been sitting, wondering whether it’s a mistake to take off your helmet, knowing just how gross it’s going to be to put back on. If you could stand up, you’d throw out your gloves. They’re done.

You’re a wreck, out there on the naughty step. You rolled out of the meetup at some posh cafe a few hours back feeling like a million bucks, and now you’re reduced to about a dollar’s worth of caffeine, sugar, water and CO2. You don’t even care that people are driving up and gawking at you, judging you. These people have made a special trip for a Slim Jim and a Monster Energy, but you’re the sad one there in your leotard and lethargy.

Why do you even ride bikes?

A Full Gas Coke will solve this problem. The first sip is transportative (not a word), a chemical suggestion to your addled mind that movement might again be possible. You belch long and loud, which surprises you. You didn’t know you were bloated. You can’t imagine anything being left in your tank (medical term), but there it is, and apparently it needed to come out. The rest of the FGC goes down like the French in WWII.

You’re torn now. Do you roll out, knowing you’ve cost your companions valuable time? Or do you go back in the store for another? Two is a bad idea, friend. Take it from me.

Why do I call it ‘Full Gas Coke?” Because there are a lot of pretenders to this throne. There’s Diet Coke. There’s Coke Zero. There’s Caffeine-Free Coke. They’ve really flooded the zone with products trying to overcome your objections to FGC, but it’s the only product capable of putting you back in the saddle.

Let me be clear about something, before we go further. You should not be drinking soda. It’s bad for you. Don’t think of FGC as a beverage. Think of it as medicine, like Narcan or dog-petting.

I have bonked, fully and completely, and washed up at the 7-11 like a drowning man slung ashore for mouth-to-mouth, and been saved like a sinner in the hands of an angry god by Full Gas Coke. Once, I even dragged myself up off the concrete beach and attacked my riding companions on the way home after, which I confess, in retrospect, was poor behavior. Such is the power of the FGC.

Off-label usage for this product includes such purposes as removing corrosion from frozen aluminum componentry and making your hands sticky. Available widely on planet Earth. Don’t pay more than a buck.

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  1. TominAlbany says

    That rush of cold, liquidy sugar…
    The oncoming caffeine boost!!


  2. bluezurich says

    I will never forget my first century (actually 112m) and although I knew the magickal properties of FGC, it wasn’t until then I had them employed as written above. I too started out at a posh cafe that day (Pannikin La Jolla) Elixir of recovery. Now I keep a stash of the mini cans hidden away, just for apres rides where I am not 100%. Thanks for sharing Robot.

  3. southcarolinamtb says

    The last time I had a FGC, was a preemptive application – like getting the flu shot in September. I was approaching the Stelvio after an already long day in the saddle and saw a neat looking Gasthof near the bottom of the switchback section. Looking up to see 34+ switchbacks, and making out snow at the top, I just figured it was the thing to do. That climb was the best part of the day!

  4. DaveinME says

    Full Gas Coke is the shit. I am a lifelong type one diabetic and always had some nearby growing up for when my blood sugar crashed after lots of activity. These days I use it way less frequently, but when I do, I get the Full Gas Coke and a big Snickers which always revives me and gets me home. Like Bluezurich I think my first use of FGC while cycling was on my first century.

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