Ah yes — the rallying cry of the modern-day, Lycra-clad wanderer with more inner tubes than life plans. You're not just traveling. You're escaping. From what? Unclear. Possibly taxes. Possibly feelings. Possibly Carsten from the local group ride, who still won’t stop bragging about his FTP. But you're not lost — you’re roaming with purpose. (And maybe a sore butt.)