Naming Bikes: Normal or Crazy?

[sandra]

or THIS? (and yes, that's panties on my haid.)

[Trek420]

or THIS? (and yes, that's panties on my haid.)

That's what I pictured.

Road bike - Lavender Menace, yes she's lavender.

Commuter-mobile - Bradley (my LBS calls her the Tour de France bike, 'cause she's bright yellow).

Free wheel - yet to officially be named, has several but not settled on one.

Knott's Giant RS940 - Cedar (she's blue and green).

My LBS jokes that they keep track of their clients in files by first name and name of bike. So the bikes have their name and I'm Trek Trek420 - Mondonico - GT- Motobecane - Giant

[KnottedYet]

I picture your mixte freewheel as some sort of flapper-chickie from the age of prohibition. Little minx haircut, flask of booze in her garter, twinkle in her eye.

Cedar might need reddish brown saddle and grips, so she has the red like the bark of a cedar.

[Trek420]

Cedar might need reddish brown saddle and grips, so she has the red like the bark of a cedar.

And a banana slug climbing up a pannier

[Aggie_Ama]

I name mine!

My old Fuji was Fiona, like the princess from Shrek. A little fussy but loyal.
My Cannondale Synapse is Miranda. I imagine her to be a little spitfire like Miranda Hobbs on Sex in the City.
My poor Scott Mountain Bike hasn't seen enough miles to name her self.

I also name my cars:
My 1986 Cutlass Supreme was Jezebel. Angry Johnny by Poe was very popular and we just called her that.
My Purple Neon was Delilah.
My Volkwagen Beetle was Venus.
My POS Saturn Vue was named Layla. Cause like the Eric Clapton song I was always begging her (to stay on the road and not in the shop).
My Dodge Caliber is Gretchen because she is anything but cute.
I named our old Dodge truck Gunther. I think I should call the replacement Clifford because it is big and red and doesn't fit in the garage. Clifford the dog never fit in his house on my book cover.

[Bad JuJu]

I hadn't named my touring bike, but when I got my Bianchi Veloce I named her Professor Sprout. Then the touring bike--deep forest green in color--decided SHE wanted to be Professor Sprout, so now the Bianchi is Stella. Jeeeez!

I, too, tend to hear the Wicked Witch's theme from the Wizard of Oz in my head when I'm riding--mostly when I'm flying down a long hill. Climbing, all I hear are my muscles yelling at me--"Stoppppppp!"