Am I alone or has this ever happened to anyone else?
I told my wife yesterday that I’d be back from my ride this morning no later than 11:00. One thing led to another and next thing I know its 11:45 and I hear my cell phone ringing. I can’t answer because I am in a pack but about 5 minutes later I drop to be back of the line and pull the phone out. I notice there are 10 missed calls from home. She was worried about me but that only lasted about 5 seconds because I had to fess up and tell her I was still a good 1/2 hour from home. She was pissed! Can’t say as I blame her.
Oops! Next week I’ll just tell her I won’t be home until 12:30.
You tell her that you are doing something that you enjoy. She can join you and the group at anytime. It’s not like you told her she couldn’t ride. It looks like she has a problem with you enjoying life.
mr. Mike, your situation is different. She STOPPED and had a beer. She should have called. My GF shows up over an hour late sometimes and then tells me they stood around talking after the ride, Now that’s BS. But this other guy said he was only 30 minutes over when he noticed he had 10 missed calls. And then his wife was pissed because he told her he still had a ways to go. There is a clear difference and I don’t think you are seeing it.
I forgot to mention the stop at the coffee shop where I could have called . . . . .
The first call or two was to check on me since I am almost always on time. And I forgot to mention we’re having 20 people for a sitdown dinner tonight so I’m sure, even after 14 years of marrage to me, she could not possibly conceive that I could be such an A-hole as to be late on this particular day. Each unanswered call made it worse. She doesn’t ride and doesn’t realize how hard it is to hear a phone sometimes so she really was worried. She didn’t get pissed until she realized I was just going to ride until I felt like quitting and not call her to tell her I’d be late.
When I’m late from a ride my wife says…“wow, you must have had a great time!”
She always smiles and says “love ya” and “have fun and be careful” when I leave everyday and greets me with a smile when ever I get home. BTW- there is no time set for me to be home and I never carry a cell phone. I’m on my bike - leave me alone!! : )
When I’m late from a ride my wife says…“wow, you must have had a great time!”
She always smiles and says “love ya” and “have fun and be careful” when I leave everyday and greets me with a smile when ever I get home. BTW- there is no time set for me to be home and I never carry a cell phone. I’m on my bike - leave me alone!! : )
I have a wonderful wife!!!
Sounds like someone married an AI persona designed by Francois. Seriously though, that’s awesome.
I have a favourite 120km loop I do on sundays. It’s undulating with a few good hills. About 20km from home is a long steep hill that slowly relents in steepness. At the bottom is a very narrow 2 lane bridge that is moderately steep. It about 250m long and the most dangerous road I ride. There is a white cross in the ditch where a cyclist was killed a few years ago.
Depending on wind, fitness and motivation, it can be a 4-5 hour ride. Who knows when I’m gonna finish, particularly if I stop for a coffee with friends. Sunday rides are generally open ended and I’m worth more dead than alive so there’s not problem.
On the first ride I took with my cell phone, just at the most dangerous part of the ride, at teh base of the bridge, right beside the barrier, I faintly hear my phone ringing, over the noise of cars and trucks screaming by.
I pull to a halt as quickly and safely as possible. I scream down the phone, “who is this?” I hear my wife saying “do you have any money?” I laugh and say “not really, but I’ve got my looks to fall back on” She laughs and says, “do you have any cash on you?” I say “yeah, a few bucks left over from coffee”. “Great” She says " Can you pick up some lemons on your way home?" I burst out laughing.
I mean, here I am standing mere inches away from instant death, if a truck or car doesn’t see me jammed up by the guardrail, being asked to buy damned lemons! “What do you need lemons for?” She says it’s for a lemon meringue pie. “I love lemon meringue pie” I said “I’ll get the lemons” She says no pie for me because it’s for her workmates the next day. Her day to take the treats.
“Get your own damn lemons, you’re closer and you’ve got money!” I said jokingly. The Mrs says she will make me some chocolate chip cookies if I get the lemons. I got the lemons. I got the cookies, but no pie.
Now I ride with my phone switched OFF, unless I want to call HER!
I’m with Rocketman. A week ago Wednesday, I was going to ride a tri race bike course after running errands and picking my bike up from the shop. Well, everything takes longer in New Jersey, and by the time I was ready to start the bike course, several friends showed up just finishing the run course (after having ridden the bike course). Of course, I talked with them for a few minutes. I ended up riding the last three miles of the course completely in the dark. It is now late, 9 pm, and I made two failed attempts to pick up some food on the way home (one was out of Sicilian squares, the second place was closed) which only made me later. Well after an hour of darkness, I got home to a worried wife. For the first time she asked if I carried any ID with me. I only carry ID for long solo rides, but she got her point across. Otherwise, it’s a kiss out the door and have a good ride, and a nice hello and “how was your ride?” when I get back. One shouldn’t abuse the priviledges of training and triathloning.
Seriously though, that’s awesome.
