nathanm
Eats Squid
Firstly this is me venting so feel free to roast mercilessly as it's all my fault.
So the missus wants to get into riding with me as she has worse separation anxiety than my dog.
We do a flat ride and she sits down and cries after 5ks as shes exhausted and her ass hurts.
Follow up with a skills park session and she goes ok but she keeps getting bounced around on the hardtail.
With thanks to Moorey I upgraded the missus bike to a neat little anthem with new frame, shock, bars etc for around $600.
Then I drop another couple of hundred on kit.
Thinking this bike is prime and will turn her into Tracey Hannah we do a mt wellington run
Starts off ok, will only pedal in granny gear at 4kmh but that ok. She's rolling over rocks and roots no drama.
When then hit a fast downish fireroad with table drains and she loves it and all is sweet.
Then we get into some tight teccie single trail and it all goes to shit.
First little roller, grabs the front brake, gets tangled in the bars and eats shit hard.
I just look and realise this is about to go to custard. Laying trapped under the bike she's begging me to untangle her, then gets up shaking and crying.
Off we go again, I'm yelling to balance the pedals but nope, right foot down, pedal strike. She literally starfishes taking feet and hands off and goes down, at least softer this time.
Gets back on smashes some more pedals but goes ok, but walks anything not flat.
Open fireroad again and she decides it's too scary, grabs front brake and starfishes but stays on God knows how.
Now she's too scared to even fucking ride any gradient that isn't flat.
Fml we walk a few kays out, I absolutely lose my shit major argument ensues.
I want to sell the bike and get on tinder. She loves it and wants to go again tomorrow.
How do I tell her she's a danger to herself and shouldnt be allowed on anything without training wheels?
So the missus wants to get into riding with me as she has worse separation anxiety than my dog.
We do a flat ride and she sits down and cries after 5ks as shes exhausted and her ass hurts.
Follow up with a skills park session and she goes ok but she keeps getting bounced around on the hardtail.
With thanks to Moorey I upgraded the missus bike to a neat little anthem with new frame, shock, bars etc for around $600.
Then I drop another couple of hundred on kit.
Thinking this bike is prime and will turn her into Tracey Hannah we do a mt wellington run
Starts off ok, will only pedal in granny gear at 4kmh but that ok. She's rolling over rocks and roots no drama.
When then hit a fast downish fireroad with table drains and she loves it and all is sweet.
Then we get into some tight teccie single trail and it all goes to shit.
First little roller, grabs the front brake, gets tangled in the bars and eats shit hard.
I just look and realise this is about to go to custard. Laying trapped under the bike she's begging me to untangle her, then gets up shaking and crying.
Off we go again, I'm yelling to balance the pedals but nope, right foot down, pedal strike. She literally starfishes taking feet and hands off and goes down, at least softer this time.
Gets back on smashes some more pedals but goes ok, but walks anything not flat.
Open fireroad again and she decides it's too scary, grabs front brake and starfishes but stays on God knows how.
Now she's too scared to even fucking ride any gradient that isn't flat.
Fml we walk a few kays out, I absolutely lose my shit major argument ensues.
I want to sell the bike and get on tinder. She loves it and wants to go again tomorrow.
How do I tell her she's a danger to herself and shouldnt be allowed on anything without training wheels?