thistlebloom
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[Edit for @ninnymary : Hey Mary! W bought me a bike for Christmas! I 
it!]
For everybody else:
I bought my husband a Fat tire bike in August for his Christmas present. It was supposed to be a surprise, and he wasn't supposed to actually get it until December 25. But he had been considering getting one himself so I had to beat him to it. Turns out we had been looking at the same bike and reading the same reviews! Anyway, fatty's are built mostly for snowy trail riding which is the main reason dh had been considering one, so he could continue biking through the winter. He is pre diabetic and it's important for him to get a lot of exercise. Once he got the bike he loved it for all his regular trails so that's all he rides now and is anticipating winter snow.
We rode together a couple weeks ago, him on his fatty and me on my regular mtn. bike. He asked if I wanted to try his bike so we switched. I was having so much fun on his he had to tell me to get off and trade back, haha. He wasn't enjoying mine so much.
He suggested that he could get me one for Christmas... well after hemming and hawing around I finally caved in and said sure. -- I am loving that bike!
We rode again last Saturday and I was able to keep up with him on the hills! That hasn't happened in about forever. Half buried softball sized rocks that would have killed a climb on the old rear suspension bike were just floated over on my new fatty. It's responsive and easy to stand and pedal up hill where the old bike was a trick to balance my weight so the front wheel didn't pop up or the rear didn't lose traction. I kept up so well that dh said he's going to have to fix my brakes.
That's a reference to a bike I used to have that was so much work to ride and keep up with anybody on. One day I lifted my bike and spun the back tire and it did about one and a half revolutions before stopping. The rear brake had been dragging all that time. I blame my bike mechanic, aka my dear husband.
Merry Christmas Me!
My frame is smaller than his, but the wheels are the same size. The phone camera is doesn't do proportions well.
Notice also that dh is a biker rebel, preferring his Carrharts to spandex. Haha.
@ninnymary , my apologies for the gross verbosity.
it!]For everybody else:
I bought my husband a Fat tire bike in August for his Christmas present. It was supposed to be a surprise, and he wasn't supposed to actually get it until December 25. But he had been considering getting one himself so I had to beat him to it. Turns out we had been looking at the same bike and reading the same reviews! Anyway, fatty's are built mostly for snowy trail riding which is the main reason dh had been considering one, so he could continue biking through the winter. He is pre diabetic and it's important for him to get a lot of exercise. Once he got the bike he loved it for all his regular trails so that's all he rides now and is anticipating winter snow.
We rode together a couple weeks ago, him on his fatty and me on my regular mtn. bike. He asked if I wanted to try his bike so we switched. I was having so much fun on his he had to tell me to get off and trade back, haha. He wasn't enjoying mine so much.
He suggested that he could get me one for Christmas... well after hemming and hawing around I finally caved in and said sure. -- I am loving that bike!
We rode again last Saturday and I was able to keep up with him on the hills! That hasn't happened in about forever. Half buried softball sized rocks that would have killed a climb on the old rear suspension bike were just floated over on my new fatty. It's responsive and easy to stand and pedal up hill where the old bike was a trick to balance my weight so the front wheel didn't pop up or the rear didn't lose traction. I kept up so well that dh said he's going to have to fix my brakes.
That's a reference to a bike I used to have that was so much work to ride and keep up with anybody on. One day I lifted my bike and spun the back tire and it did about one and a half revolutions before stopping. The rear brake had been dragging all that time. I blame my bike mechanic, aka my dear husband.
Merry Christmas Me!
My frame is smaller than his, but the wheels are the same size. The phone camera is doesn't do proportions well.Notice also that dh is a biker rebel, preferring his Carrharts to spandex. Haha.
@ninnymary , my apologies for the gross verbosity.
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