My story starts a few years ago, back in 2008 when I was cycling across London daily. I was fit, very fit but after changing job and stopping that exercise, I still believed myself to be fit but was far from the case.
My wife and I had tried "the gym" but it usually stalls, as has the most recent attempt and I wanted to start cycling again as that's something I used to enjoy and could do but it was going to be a battle to have my wife join in as she has been scarred by *scary music* "the bike ride from hell" (aka near divorce!).
A work colleague at the time mentioned how he and his 8 year old had done the Tissington Trail, a converted disused railway line in Derbyshire. Being somewhat competitive, I suggested to the family that we go and try it. Not long after starting, my wife was complaining about her saddle and I noticed it was too low which was causing extra fatigue. I addressed that but couldn't do much about the comfort. She's not a keen cycling and it was all rather uphill. After a few miles (handful), she dug in, near to tears and refused to go any further, stopping at a coffee shop with our young daughter at the time. That competitive part kicked in and I said that since my colleague and his 8 year old could do it, at least my son and I (he was about 12) could go to the top and come back. We did so but my wife still wouldn't move on our return and I had to go back to the start, drive the car to where she was and pick her up. Not really a great advert for "come cycling, it will be fun!".
On the Monday after, I recounted the experience to my colleague. His response was priceless..."Oh we only do the first mile or so."
So, to present day, I was able to get a loan e-bike from a nearby shop for the afternoon to take away and try and I got her on it and I tried to follow her on a normal bike. Off she went and raced up the hill, left me standing. I arrived at the top, wheezing and puffing and she just casually said "That was hard work!".
Next stop, bike shop to try some others, my test was whether she would come back with a smile. She did and we ended up buying two e-bikes. I had to get one as otherwise she would leave me for dust.
The real point though is that beyond age 50, we just want cycling to be enjoyable and not a chore, take away the hills, the unpleasant parts and lets try and have fun. We're not out to prove anything to anyone and even though she feels she'll hold me back, if I want a workout and to put in more effort, I can just dial back the assist on the hills while she can add more.
Everyone that i've spoken to has been pretty positive and most have expressed not dissimilar stories.
Last night, I pulled out from a junction at the bottom of a long hill and another cyclist took a more speedy attack at it. Almost immediately, I was passing him with ease and he shouted "That's cheating!", to which I shouted back that it was the only way I was going to avoid divorce, to which he responded "fair enough!". At the top, I stopped, he pulled up and we had a chat and he said it would suit his wife and I think he went away thinking.
I have been out pretty much every evening since getting it and enjoy the rides, I can look at hills with a different emotion although my emotions towards Google Maps routing me through a magical mystery tour along a bridal way through what felt like an enchanted forest tonight was a bit special. I think i'll be looking at my routes more carefully in future!
However, it was a 24 mile ride that I wouldn't have even contemplated before and that's the difference.