Meet Lou (July 2015)
Meet Chas (July 2015)
Dan in Iowa didn’t understand that Chas and Lou are my road bikes, and the conversations I have are not with fellow cyclist, but with them.
In May, I wrote a post entitled “Do you name your bikes?” in which I introduced Chas and Lou. Since that time, the 3 of us have crossed the country to spend the summer at the family cottage, ride the quiet rural roads, and turn the cottage into a virtual office. Along the way, I began sharing conversations I had with Chas and Lou. We talk with one another all of the time. If you missed the initial post, I can understand the confusion. Thank you Dan.
What? Am I the only one that talks with their bikes 🙂
I haven’t named any of my three bikes but have been known to look down at the frame and say “Come on girl!”
LOL 🙂 Mine are boys for some reason.
Your bike’s comments always make me smile. I am glad you include them even if some non-bike owners may think we are slightly off our rockers to be talking to our bikes!
Nope, never talked to my bike and have never named them. I do, however, talk to cows, horses, birds and deer. That last is usually, “HEY! Get off the road!” I talk to myself a lot and other imaginary companions. Cycling is therapy you know!
It’s called ‘anthropormorphism’…..Beware! Take note of Flann O’Brien’s observations in his hilariously funny The Third Policeman:
“The gross and net result of it is that people who spent most of their natural lives riding iron bicycles over the rocky roadsteads of this parish get their personalities mixed up with the personalities of their bicycle as a result of the interchanging of the atoms of each of them and you would be surprised at the number of people in these parts who are nearly half people and half bicycles…when a man lets things go so far that he is more than half a bicycle, you will not see him so much because he spends a lot of his time leaning with one elbow on walls or standing propped by one foot at kerbstones.”
― Flann O’Brien, The Third Policeman
You seem to be having a wonderful summer, I am envious. I could handle some alone time with “Dale” my Cannondale. I talk to him. I beg him in tough races to pedal himself up steep inclines but he has yet to oblige. LOL. Keep talking. 🙂
I am enjoying the time alone with “the boys” but it will come to an abrupt end next weekend when my son and grandson arrive for a few weeks. There is always a lot to do at the cottage. This visit I have added a third bedroom, laundry room, and a sizeable floating dock. It’s the kind of work that makes you feel good at the end of the day.
Sounds wonderful. Enjoy the last bit of “me” time before the silence is shattered. LOL