It’s Not You, It’s Me
I love you, you’re wonderful. Don’t ever change. Except for the part where you want go riding with me.
Sometimes you really like someone and yet their riding habits don’t mesh with yours. Maybe they ride too close, ride too fast, ride too slow. Maybe they take forever at gas stops, never show up on time, wait until we’re about to leave to decide that they need to fill their tank. I have a very small threshold of tolerance for these nit-picky things. My liking a person enough to hang out with them doesn’t seem to bridge the annoyance gap. I’m callous that way.
Dysfunctional Relationship Riding
This is another strange predicament, much like that break-up where the sex is good so you still hang out occasionally. You share exhilarating riding but the stopping is a drag. Maybe you don’t click on a conversational level. Different politics, points of view, maybe they’re just a drip. You want to drop them like a bad habit but the riding is good so you just can’t quit ‘em!
I So Want To Make Out With You Right Now!
Every once in a while it happens. You meet a riding partner that fits you like a glove. You meet that someone who shares the same mindset, a comparable pace and the same thirst for adventure. This is riding partner nirvana! Someone whom you never have to wonder if they’re going to be riding up your ass, dragging behind, leaving you behind. You don’t worry if they are into the route, if the day is too long, if they are enjoying themselves. You just know. They’re like you. They get it. When you find this relationship, cherish it. You’ve got to kiss a lot of frogs before this prince(ss) shows up.
Have you had similar experiences? Do you have another relationship type to add to my list?