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It's been about a year since I took up bike riding and in that time, it's been a point of contention between wifey and I. I suffer from a one hell of an obsessive personality so whatever I do, I completely absorb myself in it. In this case, it means disappearing for a couple of hours each day on the weekend to put some time in on two wheels. It means riding hard and coming home with cuts and scrapes and bruises. It means spending a ton of cash on bike parts. It means acquiring 4 bikes in a span of 10 months.
So when wifey asked for a cruiser to give riding a shot a months ago, I quickly obliged. Being a bike nut, clearly I had ideas of my own what bike she ought to have ("I'll build you a Bianchi PUSS!", "Let's get you carbon road bike!", etc.) but self-restraint prevailed and after looking at a few models, she said, "I want an Electra Rosie." So I ordered one for her. It's been a month, they're backordered and we're waiting for it to come in.
In the meantime, the weather's turned delightful here in the NYC area, and last weekend, wifey suggested that we take out 10 month-old kid in the kiddy trailer and go for a ride around town. I'd haul him on my road-going bike, and she'd take my Fisher. I quickly swapped out the SPDs for platforms, the low stem for a very high rise one. We rode 3 miles around town. When we got back, she complained that her derriere was really sore from the ride. Oops, I'd forgotten to swap out the firm and narrow WTB for a more comfy seat.
So when the weather was nice again yesterday, she suggested going out for a ride again. "Let's ride a bit farther this time." This time, I put a more comfy saddle on the bike, and I got her her own computer so that she can keep track. Off we went. Kid fell asleep halfway and she said, "Good, he's asleep, let's keep riding for a bit longer!"
4.2 miles were ridden when we were done. When we got home, she had a smile on her face and she told me something that made me realize that the seeds of passion may have been planted already, even without her own bike.
"I'd like to work on my hill-climbing. It got tough there towards the end."
Now, these are very, very modest hills. More like mild inclines than hills, but this is a girl who just ejected a watermelon from her loins a mere 10 months ago, and the fact that she's willing to not just ride a bike but work at getting better at it made me realize that I may be on to a very, very good thing here.
For so long, I've envied MTBR couples who are able to go on riding adventures together and take trips and ride epics together. I know I'll never get to that point, but to suddenly have a wife who's willing to try and get serious about something I'm serious about pretty much made me the happiest idiot on the block since the birth of our son.
More to come, I hope. Greater distances, better riding skill, healthier lifestyle. That's what I want for Christmas. That's what I hope we achieve by year's end.
So when wifey asked for a cruiser to give riding a shot a months ago, I quickly obliged. Being a bike nut, clearly I had ideas of my own what bike she ought to have ("I'll build you a Bianchi PUSS!", "Let's get you carbon road bike!", etc.) but self-restraint prevailed and after looking at a few models, she said, "I want an Electra Rosie." So I ordered one for her. It's been a month, they're backordered and we're waiting for it to come in.
In the meantime, the weather's turned delightful here in the NYC area, and last weekend, wifey suggested that we take out 10 month-old kid in the kiddy trailer and go for a ride around town. I'd haul him on my road-going bike, and she'd take my Fisher. I quickly swapped out the SPDs for platforms, the low stem for a very high rise one. We rode 3 miles around town. When we got back, she complained that her derriere was really sore from the ride. Oops, I'd forgotten to swap out the firm and narrow WTB for a more comfy seat.
So when the weather was nice again yesterday, she suggested going out for a ride again. "Let's ride a bit farther this time." This time, I put a more comfy saddle on the bike, and I got her her own computer so that she can keep track. Off we went. Kid fell asleep halfway and she said, "Good, he's asleep, let's keep riding for a bit longer!"
4.2 miles were ridden when we were done. When we got home, she had a smile on her face and she told me something that made me realize that the seeds of passion may have been planted already, even without her own bike.
"I'd like to work on my hill-climbing. It got tough there towards the end."
Now, these are very, very modest hills. More like mild inclines than hills, but this is a girl who just ejected a watermelon from her loins a mere 10 months ago, and the fact that she's willing to not just ride a bike but work at getting better at it made me realize that I may be on to a very, very good thing here.
For so long, I've envied MTBR couples who are able to go on riding adventures together and take trips and ride epics together. I know I'll never get to that point, but to suddenly have a wife who's willing to try and get serious about something I'm serious about pretty much made me the happiest idiot on the block since the birth of our son.
More to come, I hope. Greater distances, better riding skill, healthier lifestyle. That's what I want for Christmas. That's what I hope we achieve by year's end.