Gee wiz, buddy. I'm sorry for your plight.

I like riding to the beach. My girlfriend doesn't bike, but she drives the car and meets me at the beach with my swimming trunks and running shoes so I can change out of my riding gear and go for a run and then a swim. Oh, and she also packs a picnic for us too. She sits there looking pretty while I frolic about. Then after a good meal and a few glasses of wine and a massage, I plop myself into the passenger seat while she drive us back home.

I can ride seven days a week if I want. Not a peep out of her.

But, of course, she could turn nasty once she becomes my wife.... ugh... the thought of it just makes me wanna get on my bike