I know I should be thankful yadda yadda but my wife’s riding passion has become a complete PITA for me.
Shes mechanically inept so isn’t comfortable riding without me for fear of flats. So I’m forced to ride the road with her. Did I mention she’s mechanically inept? Pumping tires absolutely frustrates her so I get to prep two bikes pre ride. She will do bottles though.
Then there is this pre ride joy: I always pick the ride, you pick. Route A: no too hilly. Route B, no too long. Route C, no I don’t want to ride near the beach, let’s just do route D... OK... Then we repeat this drill the following week and so on.
I also screwed myself by getting my old cycling buddy back into riding. Now twice a week I get the joy of a road ride. My wife has been nagging me lately for a mid week ride not with my friend and I had to put my foot down on that. No way in hell am I doing three road rides a week, you want to ride mid week join us on Thursdays.
I just want to ride my mountain bike...