Kanticoy said:
I used to say that until mine rode with me. Life is happier now that she gets it. Kind of strange that my hobby brought us closer together. Its a beautiful thing.
Ya, I'd love it if Mrs. Drewski would even ride on the back once in a while.
Looking back though, it's really mostly my own fault she won't ride. Back "in the day" she did ride with me and I kinda scared her one day when I was chasing by buddy down a twisty road. I was a bit of a squid in those days. She was none too pleased with me.
After that, when the kids came along, she was even more worried about an accident that might leave the boys "parent-less". Bad enough that I ride. :-\
One winter, many winters ago, I dragged her out to a bike show to check out the new models, custom bikes, race bikes, etc. She would stand off to the side, waiting for me to check out whatever or speak to whomever. Once, when I was finished and rejoined her to continue our stroll around the show, she said to me, "I just realized something." I said, "Oh ya? What's that?" She said, "You're NEVER gonna grow out of this
thing. I looked around when you were over there talking to that guy, and I saw a whole group of 'old grey haired guys' doing the same thing you're doing, and I realized, that's you in 25 years." I just shrugged my shoulders and said, "Ya... probably."
So... here I am.
I'm just happy she puts up with my hobby that takes me away 4 or 5 weekends and costs us a couple thousand dollars per year in insurance and parts.
It doesn't bring us together, but it doesn't drive us apart either. She just smiles and shakes her head.