I guess I should first explain that when I got my new bicycle last year, a Trek Madone 5.2, I wanted to give it a name worthy of its sterling qualities. Black with white lines and lettering, it is lightweight and rather intimidating. Unlike its rider.
Sometimes I choose food or animal names based on the bike’s color scheme; I fondly recall the pearlescent Italian bike I dubbed “Gelato.” But in this case, neither “Licorice” nor “Skunk” seemed adequate somehow. Brent and I stood in the garage staring at the Trek and waiting for inspiration.
On a seemingly unrelated note, one of my favorite movies of all time is Chicken Run, the claymation feature produced by the “Wallace & Gromit” geniuses. One of the characters is the grim, coldhearted chicken farmer, Mrs. Tweedy. She is ridiculously thin; lightweight and rather intimidating.
“I think I’ll call it ‘Mrs. Tweedy,'” I announced.
“Eh?” Brent blinked at me. Brent never says “Eh?”
“Because she’s lightweight and intimidating,” I answered his implied question. “Besides, there’s a bicycle in the movie. Well, a tricycle.”
So Mrs. Tweedy and I put in mile after mile last summer. I did the pedaling; Brent did the tune-ups and other maintenance.
Then, last month, we were both browsing around our local bike shop, B&B. Brent pointed out some cool padded handlebar tape and reminded me that my original black tape was getting worn and loose. “Would you like to try another color?” he asked.
I looked over the boxes of poufy tape, each roll visible edgewise; that is, turned so the side showed through the little windows. The bright pink caught my eye. Why not? “Ooh. How about pink?” Done.
That same evening Brent had my handlebar re-wrapped. He called me out to the garage to see his handiwork.
Looking at the face of the tape rather than the edge, the pink was not quite as bright as I had thought. It’s a pretty color, but just softer than it looked in the package. And the new tape is more padded than the old. Thick, poufy, soft pink. . .
It looked like. . . bubble gum.
And somehow, the colorful, poufy road-bike handlebar shape started reminding me of a swept-back hairdo. The sort of hairdo, in fact, that you might find on a female character in a “Wallace & Gromit” movie. (I still laugh about the woman in Wallace & Gromit: The Curse of the Were-Rabbit, whose hair looked like a giant Cheez Doodle.)
Now that it’s had a chance to grow on me, I think Mrs. Tweedy’s new ‘do looks sort of majestic. Even if it is the color of Dubble-Bubble.
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