Looks like we've established pretty firmly that our bikes DO talk to us. So here's a question: when I get my Bianchi, will I have to learn Italian to understand her?:confused:
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Looks like we've established pretty firmly that our bikes DO talk to us. So here's a question: when I get my Bianchi, will I have to learn Italian to understand her?:confused:
No, I don't think you'll need to learn Italian. (but that could be a fun reason to go take an Italian class:D)
Bikes speak the universal language of bike-love...
My current bike, the hybrid, never talks to me. The Specialized Sequoia Elite I test rode yesterday did talk to me and introduced herself. She told me that her name is "Sweet Elite" but that I could call her "Sweetie" or "Sweetums". She's not even mine (yet?) :( but I think we've already bonded. I hope I can bring her home soon. :)
These are too funny! You all are making me laugh. :D
Glad I'm not the only one who hears "bike voices." DH looked at me like I was from Mars when I told him Oscar talks to me. hee hee... men just don't have the same bond with their machines I guess....
When you get that Bianchi you might just have to become tri-lingual, as I believe they are all assembled in Tiwan now with Italian made parts. My beautiful 2005 celeste Bianche Veloce, Serena, still whispers sweet nothings to me in a mighty interesting accent!
Hmmmmm.... will my Waterford have a cheesehead accent?
(wisconsin is cheesehead, isn't it? or is that Minnesota?)
That's Wisconsin, Knot... and honestly, if you were from Illinois, those'd be fightin' words. ;)
She will, btw, so when she asks you to refill her water bottle at the 'bubbler', she means the 'water fountain'...
she'll say 'wisCONsin' instead of 'wiSCONsin'
will have a giggle fit at you if you EVER think 60* is anything less than t-shirt weather
and won't take 'no' for an answer.
Huzzah for bullheaded Wisconsin girls! :D
or from minnesota they would be fightin words.Quote:
Originally Posted by Kitsune06
your bike will hate illinois and minnesota for no reason except for the reason of its just the way things are. oh and she will want to drink beer at anytime durning the day.
Who could resist this beautiful face?
http://i100.photobucket.com/albums/m...t/100_0579.jpgOooh, "won't take no for an answer"....
I might not be able to wait until December. I might have to get her shipped out NOW!
That's cool. So do I. Maybe I could get her one of those head badges bike jewelry things with the beer glass. (Lemme see if I can find the link)Quote:
Originally Posted by chickwhorips
http://www.headbadges.com/index.html
But the new website she's doing doesn't have the beer glass one up yet. Some nice people jewelry, too.
*smacks forehead* Oh, brother, the languages keep piling up! When she was whispering to me at the bike shop, I coulda sworn she had a French accent.Quote:
Originally Posted by SandyLS
Hey Knot, I've got a Waterford too--and she never says "yes"--just "yah" and "you betcha"! As in "Hey, Bad JuJu, wanna go do 40 miles this morning?" "You betcha!" Guess that's the midwesterner in her.:D
Now I gotta figure out what the Bianchi's name is....hmmmm......
...Knotted... I can't say anything to that face, but sweet nothings... gotta close that window quick or I start feel all guilty and like I need to give Miz Cakes hugs when I get home. ...do bikes 'smell' other bikes on you? Do they give you the silent treatment when they 'just know' you've been eyeing another's seat 'n headset?
Oh my. :o
CWR, the 'reason' is that the Vikings are the most evil things on the planet (next to Da Bears and the Lions) and (fibs) from Illinois creep over our southern border to drink our beer and shoot our deer. Didn't they teach you that in little cheesehead school? ;)
Beer is actually frighteningly good early in the morning; my ex used to put it on cornflakes.
Beer:
It's not just for breakfast anymore.
:D
knotted i figured you two would be a match made in beer heaven.
kit my stepmom decided i needed to go to a private school and so i didn't get that extra information, though it was bred into me quite well. Da.... Yoopers!
Ya, hey, I can't think about der good ol' boys back in wisconsin wit-out tinking a' da' group 'Bananas at Large'. If ya ever find da tape/cd, it's 'too true'.:p
Definitely. I laughed out loud at the bike sliding down instead of standing against the building, that's happened to me and I did the same thing -- alright, then, let's go! I've also experienced "don't put me here, I'm not safe!"Quote:
Originally Posted by Tri Girl
When I ride alone, we keep each other company. It sounds crazy, I'm sure, but we "talk" about how far we've made it together, the things we'll do in the future, the places I'll take her in the future. When we go to a new place we haven't been before, we discuss the new territory. If we have to cross the street somewhere we haven't crossed before, we strategize the intersection. When we're on that last 2-3 miles, we talk about what a great team we are, and how awesome we are to make it this far. Hey, it gets me to the end feeling strong, I'll take what I can get! ;)