Oooh, I didn't know 'bout the mojo! I'll keep an eye out for mine, starting now!
That's one fly fly!
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It was long ago pointed out to me via MTBR.com that many cyclist especially it seemed mountain bikers had "mojo's" for good luck on their bikes.
So I wonder do any of you have a Mojo and if so what is the story behind it?
I'll post a pic of mine which is on my Serotta who became "FlyGirl" and this is the story of how and when she got her name and Mojo.
I was on a training ride by myself up in the high desert where I lived at the time. I had a 20 mile loop which I would lap and on the second lap about the half way mark I usually would stop at a cyber cafe called Water Canyon and get a cupa jo, refill my Camelbak and hit the road. On previous rides I had searched and searched the road for that little thingy which would become my mojo as rumor has it it must be something you find on the trail to truly be a good luck charm.
This day I did not have Mojo on my mind, what was on my mind was beating the desert heat and getting miles in and wondering why I didn't do my ride in reverse as I had ahead of me that long grinding 6 mile climb before going home, ugg!
So I stop for my cuppa jo and get it all doctored up the way I like it go to sit down outside on the patio there was a nice breeze and I could have my bike right next to my table. I pulled out my chair sat down and *ouch* what was that I sat on? Ugg a big plastic fly! How gross! And what's worse it stuck to my lycra shorts so I had to pick it off.....hope no one was looking!
Well I didn't think anything of it and wasn't thinking when I stuck the fly in my jersey pocket, drank my coffee and hit the road it was about 8 am and I had another 10 miles to crank out, I really wanted to beat the heat, it was already hitting the high 80's.
So about half way home on that long up hill stretch it hits me, I've found my Mojo and it's a fly!!! Now how am I gunna make that cool for my Serotta and what kind of name would "fly" be? I always thought I would tie in my Mojo with my Serotta's name.
When I came home and stripped off my cycling clothes, emptied out the pockets so I could throw them into the washer I left that ugly plastic insect laying on the table my son saw it. Being a boy of course he thought it was cool, a fly! We talked about it and how I was thinking of a way to make it be my Mojo or thinking maybe forgetting about it and looking for another Mojo when he said "hey Mom it's fly". My son is also a jazz musician and "fly" is jazz-speak for cool, fast, nice.....so we both came up with the name FlyGirl for my bike and he helped me zip tie the plastic fly onto my bike.
My son was also working as a graphic designer for a vinyl company and was supposed to make me a sticker for my fork with a fly holding a pin up girl, he never got around to it as college started, job ended and his school life took over.
So that's my story sorry for the length but I would love to hear yours!
Life is like a 10 speed bike, we all have gears we never use.
Charles Schultz
"The bicycle is just as good company as most husbands and, when it gets old and shabby, a woman can dispose of it and get a new one without shocking the entire community." — Ann Strong, Minneapolis Tribune, 1895
Oooh, I didn't know 'bout the mojo! I'll keep an eye out for mine, starting now!
That's one fly fly!
I'm on the look out also!
I guess "road kill" wouldn't exactly be good mojo![]()
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Wow - now that is one heckuva great story!
I don't have a mojo, but I'm ALL FOR anything that will help me get through some days when I'm out there getting MY miles in.I sure needed some mojo today, that's for sure!
Way cool story, Flygirl... way cool.
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I love the plastic fly!
I found a tiny turtle on the road a few weeks ago, kept him and fed him for a few weeks then let him go again. Not practical to strap him on my handlebars.
I also found an Israeli coin on the road.
I'm kind of into insects. Used to keep tarantulas. I have a couple of insect tattoos.
My bike has a bee on it already, though it's not as hip as your plastic fly:
My next bike will have a cicada.
I'll have to keep my eye out on the roads for a suitable 'mojo'.
Last edited by BleeckerSt_Girl; 09-01-2008 at 07:17 PM.
Lisa
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LOL thanks for the comments! I'm thinking maybe I should have titled it Get Your Mojo!
Have fun getting yours and remember they find you, you have to accept what you get for good luck.
I hope to hear some good stories and see some cool mojo's.
I had to laugh at all the dust on my bike it really showed up in the picture, gotta definately do something about that like get out and blow the dust off!
Yeehaw!![]()
Life is like a 10 speed bike, we all have gears we never use.
Charles Schultz
"The bicycle is just as good company as most husbands and, when it gets old and shabby, a woman can dispose of it and get a new one without shocking the entire community." — Ann Strong, Minneapolis Tribune, 1895
Bleeker I love that Bee on your bike and you love insects? Wow you're braver than I, they sorta creep me out. I have played with a tarantula or two living in the desert with my three boys, oy!![]()
Life is like a 10 speed bike, we all have gears we never use.
Charles Schultz
"The bicycle is just as good company as most husbands and, when it gets old and shabby, a woman can dispose of it and get a new one without shocking the entire community." — Ann Strong, Minneapolis Tribune, 1895
Oh this reminds me....last year I saw a tiny red Barbie platform disco shoe on the road quite a few times as I passed it on one of my favorite rides. Maybe it was trying to be my mojo and I didn't realize!!!![]()
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Well I'll have to wait for the next one.
Lisa
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A Barbie platform disco shoe! LMAO Now that would have been cool!
Shortly after I found my "fly" I was on a ride, stopped because I flatted and when I looked down at my tire there was a space creature laying in the dirt. Just the head but I picked it up anyway and still have it. The whole rest of my ride I kept thinking now what if I would have found that alien space creature before the fly?
Maybe my whole biking experience would have changed, at least I know FlyGirl would not be named FlyGirl and I would have a green alien looking up at me when I ride my bike, awe fate......![]()
Life is like a 10 speed bike, we all have gears we never use.
Charles Schultz
"The bicycle is just as good company as most husbands and, when it gets old and shabby, a woman can dispose of it and get a new one without shocking the entire community." — Ann Strong, Minneapolis Tribune, 1895
Lisa
My mountain dulcimer network...FOTMD.com...and my mountain dulcimer blog
My personal blog:My blog
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Hmmm, before my first race I was bumbling around at Wal-Mart and strolled through the "bike" section. There with all the stupid license plates and nonsense were streamers made to insert into handlebars. It truly was destiny as they were baby and dark blue like my beloved bike. Never one to take myself seriously I bought them and proudly forced them into my grips.
I got some sneers from the "take myself too seriously" beginner/sport class folks but I didn't care. Half way through the race I bonked hard because nerves had prevented me from eating. All the hot pro/elite/expert racer boys were passing me and one hollered something like, "Nice streamers Rally Girl." I liked it, lots. I think he was meaning pep rally, but I was thinking of it more in my brother's moto cross terms of "rallying through" something typically implying at high speed.
"True, but if you throw your panties into the middle of the peloton, someone's likely to get hurt."