Anonymous wrote:Because you could have bought a stationary bike for 1/10 the price and watched something scenic on your TV.
Anonymous wrote:I find it hard to work out. I have to gear up to do it, I hate it, but we just bought this costly Peloton and I'm trying to stay committed. But I don't like the instructor rides; I prefer scenic rides that I can do at my own pace and speed, while just zoning out.
I had a rough day and dragged myself to the bike. Cued up my scenic, easy ride. Began pedaling. Husband appears over my shoulder and asks why I'm not doing a "real" ride to get better.
WTF! I am doing a real ride, just not the kind he prefers.
He does this in the kitchen too. Why are you making brownies with two eggs? Why are you heating the pan so hot? Why why WHY
I AM ANNOYED
Anonymous wrote:My husband does this, but honestly, I don’t mind. He’s right. If I’m just sitting there spinning my legs, not getting an actual workout, I’m just wasting time. I find it motivating, maybe try to look at it that way?
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Mine does this, too, and it drives me bonkers. It's this veiled way of criticizing. I just say, "Why do you ask?" to all of them. Then he either has to back off, or he has to make the criticism overtly.
How is that veiled? How the eff do you guys live with partners who are trying to make you feel like shit, fully intentionally?
Because, honestly, that's not his conscious intention. If you asked him, he'd say he was trying to be helpful, and that's what he genuinely thinks. He's condescending, not negging. He's "just asking a question," so if I bring it out in the open directly, I turn into the one picking the fight, and I just can't deal with that all the time. It's just easier to deflect it this way, because I don't have the energy for arguments.
Anonymous wrote:I find it hard to work out. I have to gear up to do it, I hate it, but we just bought this costly Peloton and I'm trying to stay committed. But I don't like the instructor rides; I prefer scenic rides that I can do at my own pace and speed, while just zoning out.
I had a rough day and dragged myself to the bike. Cued up my scenic, easy ride. Began pedaling. Husband appears over my shoulder and asks why I'm not doing a "real" ride to get better.
WTF! I am doing a real ride, just not the kind he prefers.
He does this in the kitchen too. Why are you making brownies with two eggs? Why are you heating the pan so hot? Why why WHY
I AM ANNOYED