Does your bike talk to you?

[Tri Girl]

Hmmm, can bikes predict the weather?

I don't know, but I do think they sense evil...


Wow- glad you made it back to the car in one piece!!!

[ladyfish]

Mine is probably saying "hey! did you forget about me? Let's go riding NOW!". I've been out of town for two weeks and didn't get much chance to ride the week before we left, either. So my bike is feeling lonely and neglected. That should change as soon as I get back home!!!

[Bad JuJu]

This is only a tiny bit off-topic: Did anybody see the episode of "Friends" when Phoebe got an adorable bike, but was afraid to learn how to ride it? Ross talked her into trying by telling her the bike was dying because she wouldn't ride it. Phoebe acted all sarcastic about his story, but then when he left the room, she hugged the bike and said, "Please don't die!"

I loved that episode!

[Tri Girl]

I love that episode, too! Too funny! What if Ross' story is true.....

[Trekhawk]

LOL - this is such a funny thread. I think my two road bikes get together and whisper about how slow I am .....if only she could push those legs a little harder I wouldnt feel so embarrassed. My new road bike tells the other cheaper road bike its alright for you but I was made for better things. My mountain bike just tells them to quit complaining at least they dont crash everytime they go for a ride

[Kitsune06]

Mine isn't thrilled with her new slick tires. We zip and zoom over the country hills (okay, sometimes she's dragging me and sighing as I grunt and snert and puff up to the top)... then she sees a little bit of poached singletrack running off into someone's woods. It's all over.
"Let's go! It'll be fun! There'll be rocks and sticks and trees *gasp* ANDDIRTANDFUNTHINGSANDYOUCANJUMPMEANDWE'D HAVE FUN!!!"
I look at her sternly and say "Not with your little thin smoothies, missy. Besides, I've got a bag full of groceries and it's 90 something out here."
"*whiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine* But it'd be fun!"
"No." But by this time, I'm eyeing the trail, too.
"You know you want to..." The front brake squeaks a little as I start rolling forward onto the trail, and I have to pull her back onto the path and give a forceful pedal to get us down the street and out of sight of that... temptation.
"You'll pay for this," she grumbles, in her fashion.
True to form, as I'm creaking and groaning up that last huge gravel hill on our stupid gravel road, I try to shift to get a little more out of my burning thighs, and... *CHAINSUCK*. I pedal backwards, then try again. *CHAINSUCK*. GRR. MizCakes giggles merrily as I swear and pop off the bike to pull the worn chain off the sprocket and turn the pedals to get everything in its right place again.
"****!!!"
"That's my name, sweety," she smirks haughtily.
God, my bike has some **** attitude. Anyone else want to deal with her for awhile?

[Cassandra_Cain]

Not merely talk, but long intimate conversations. Most especially on those tough solo rides.

Oftentimes my bike sounds like a naval commander "all ahead! What is the problem up there in the engine room! Arrrrrghhhh, put yer back into it, we can go faster....