My very good friend, Sue Slaught, asked in one of my tandem posts a while back if a tandem would be a good aid for working through counseling issues in a marriage.
Trigger (heh) warning: I’m about to give you my no bullshit opinion on riding tandem with one’s spouse – in my case, my wife. Some of these opinions may not be popular with a few who have control or ego issues. Don’t worry, I have faith you’ll get over it. I guarantee you, I’ll sleep well tonight, as will my wife.
Now, let’s dig right in…
First, in my humble opinion, the question Sue asked isn’t quite phrased in the best way. The real question is, “is riding a tandem good or bad for a marriage”. There’s a reason… If you take a couple who is going to counseling because they’re having trouble with their marriage, they’ve already got a trainload of shit to work through. The last thing you need to throw in that bunker is a hand grenade (in the form of a tandem bicycle). It’s as simple as that. It’d be like trying to do a gang violence intervention on two rival gangs by throwing a couple dozen loaded Mac10’s in between them. Let’s just say, shit’s gonna get messy. I hope this colorfully, yet descriptively, explains my position on the matter.
Typically speaking, you put the stronger cyclist up front, in the captain’s saddle. The stoker, or the second cyclist, is there for three things: To look awesome, navigate and provide power. That’s it, end of story. The captain takes care of the shifting and cadence, braking, steering and overall speed. I have a buddy Adam, who likes to say that the tandem is the one place where things are ordered as they should be in life. Where the man leads and the woman follows, providing assistance, assurance and encouragement. I take a slightly less diminutive view, but for fun, let’s just go with that.
Ladies and gentlemen, if you have a marriage in trouble, the last thing you want to do if you want to save it, is throw the couple into a tandem situation. The divorce papers will be filed before a 20 mile test ride is over.
On the other hand, we have my wife and I. We went to counseling and it saved our marriage. Our counselor’s name was Bill Thompson, God rest his soul, and he tore us down and built us back up to a point where we could compliment each other – and that’s exactly what happens on a tandem. Without possessing those skills first, I shudder to think what would have happened. Messy, that’s the term I used earlier.
Now, my wife and I have been on a dozen rides on our tandem and we’re up to a fairly easy 19+ average over 30 miles and when we work together, we flat-out fly on that bicycle. We are getting good at it and we have fun on it. In fact, I thoroughly enjoy our time riding the tandem. We can talk whenever we want and it’s nice to have my best friend in the whole world right there in my ear on a bike ride. It’s not all perfect though…
I have control issues. We use my cadence, which used to be a little too fast for my wife. I control everything…. and if I let that get to my head or abuse that, my wife, who also has control issues, lets me know I’ve crossed the line. When she does so, I know I’ve let her down because: Love is never boastful or conceited. It is never rude or selfish…. It is always ready to excuse, to trust, to hope, and to endure whatever comes. Love is always patient and kind.
Now, I can’t really be a bully on the front of the bike knowing and believing in that saying – and I do, wholeheartedly.
My wife has control issues as well – and her problem is even tougher because she can’t control much from the stoker’s saddle. Now, many early in marriage or in counseling will treat that opportunity improperly and take advantage of it to show dominance (this cuts both ways, a tandem with no stoker pedaling isn’t going to go well for the captain). The way I see it, I have a responsibility to acknowledge and to respect the fact that my wife, to ride a bike, is willing to trust me to do a good job piloting the bike. This is what I learned in counseling. Love is not domineering. Nor is riding a tandem.
Tandem cycling will be different things for different couples. The trick is that it’s gotta be fun for both cyclists, and because all my wife has to do is navigate and provide power, let’s just say I have a lot to do to help her enjoy her time on the bike. I had none of these skills when my wife and I went through counseling and trying to force the understanding on someone by throwing them on a tandem just doesn’t seem like the best course.
I do now though, so tandem cycling is about as fun as it gets for me and my wife… well, with our clothes on anyway. I am reassured that we made the right decision in buying that bike every time we ride it. It puts a smile on my face. It makes me happy. It is worth every penny I paid for it.
I would have melted it down into a lump, had we tried to ride it while we were in counseling.
While lazily looping around the parking lot waiting for the club ride to start, I was talking to a friend while he was prepping his bike. I was just barely faster than a track stand, looking at my buddy when my wheel sank into a crack in the asphalt. I stopped dead.
I know what to do in this situation. It’s automatic: Lead with the forward heal (right in this case) and push toward the ground. This unclips the cleat and gets my foot to the ground in a split second, before I can lose my balance. It worked perfectly. Unfortunately I scraped my rim pretty good when the wheel sank into the crack:
There were four more chewed up spots but they were trivial in comparison.
This is the price we pay for lightweight equipment, but thank God I ride alloy wheels… I can only imagine what a lapse in attention would have done to composite wheels.
Now, the fix, after assessment is simple. For the assessing part, we want to make sure we didn’t crack the rim. Obviously, the rim is not cracked (had it been, it’s a new hoop). With that out of the way, I checked to make sure there were no cracks at the spoke nipples too, just in case. Then it’s time to sand the rough spots smooth. The idea is to not feel that dent when the brakes are applied.
Once the raised surfaces of the dings are sanded flat (preferably with progressively less aggressive sandpaper), we check again for cracks and make sure the wheel is still true.
Here’s the trick, if you don’t know if the damage is catastrophic, take a photo and text it to someone at the bike shop…. That’s the reason I took that photo above in the first place.