|My scary downstairs neighbor hates me.||Sintesi|
Feb 1, 2002 7:23 AM
|I need a new trainer folks. I have a mag trainer that is too too noisy. Crazy David Berkowitz below me is hitting the ceiling w/ what sounds like a shovel and he screams from time to time. I don't aggitate him any further.
So any deals on whisper quiet trainers that work great? My other dilemma is that I'm currently strapped.
|Is it the "whine" or the rumble?||MikeC|
Feb 1, 2002 7:59 AM
|Trainers often transmit a whole lot more rumble through the floor than you can tell while you're riding. If that's the case, you could try putting some padding down under both the trainer and your front wheel.
I also saw a "trainer mat" in the last issue of the Performance or Colorado Cyclist catalog. Cost about $30, I think.
By the way, if he kills you, who gets your bike?
|A combination of both actually.||Sintesi|
Feb 1, 2002 8:39 AM
|Appreciate the suggestions. I've tried baffling the rumble with towels and cardboard to no real effect. But to be honest the whine is so buzzy and loud I'd probably replace this thing angry neighbor or not. I have to turn the TV all the way up to hear Phil and Paul's insighful commentary if you know what I mean.
So if anyone knows about quiet trainers, I want the quiet one.
PS. My girlfriend uses my bike as coathanger, its value beyond that baffles her. So in the event of my demise I guess some lucky chump will get it for a song. : )
|Couple of suggestions||cory|
Feb 1, 2002 8:54 AM
|I live in an old farmhouse that was built and modified by a succession of idiots--no close neighbors, but a lot of noise transmission from the spare bedroom upstairs where the trainer lives to the living room below where everybody's trying to watch television.
Two things that helped stop the complaints were to put a couple of thicknesses of a cheap closed-cell backpacking pad (8 bucks at a military surplus place--you want the 1/4 or 3/8-inch dense kind, not the fluffy foam) under the trainer, and when that wasn't quite enough, to put down a piece of the pad, a square of plywood big enough to support the trainer, and another piece of the pad over that. That really cut it down.
If you can talk to the guy at all, you might go down and ask him when he's usually out and tell him you'll ride then. But he might think you're planning to rip him off...
Feb 1, 2002 8:51 AM
|1) get a rubber mat a plywood board and hard drugs (crack cocain will do).
2) go downstairs and talk to your neighbor, be cool, be nice.
3) determine hours and the room where your are less likely to disturb him directly. Explain/show him what you do. Setup the rubber mat on the floor/carpet, put the plywood on top, place trainer.
4) If it dont work, stash the drugs in his cupboard, call the owner and/or the coppa's, complain about is behavior (noise, hitting the walls, etc) mention your suspicion on drug dealin/use and get a new neighbor. It's him or you!
|Switch to jumping rope! nm||DaveL|
Feb 1, 2002 9:02 AM
|re: My scary downstairs neighbor hates me.||Beaver|
Feb 1, 2002 9:09 AM
|I just purchased a Tacx Basic Trainer and was surprised at how quiet it was compared to my Cyclops Fluid trainer. Night and day difference.
But since you said you are strapped, the only suggestion I can give you is try riding at lunch or early afternoon when you know he won't be home. Or a try a different tire. I've found that dual compound tires are noiser on a trainer than "normal" tires. YMMV.
|Tell him to get off his fat ass and ride with you!!! nm||atomicwedgie|
Feb 1, 2002 9:41 AM
|re: My scary downstairs neighbor hates me.||firstrax|
Feb 1, 2002 10:10 AM
|I think your best bet is to work out some time frames with him. Agree not to ride late at night or during his favorite program.|
|welcome to the "laundry room," training club!!!||mixinbeatz|
Feb 1, 2002 10:20 AM
|Save your money; I suggest first-strike bludgeoning||Crankist|
Feb 1, 2002 1:09 PM
|Heh heh heh...[nm]||Ahimsa|
Feb 1, 2002 6:33 PM
|Probably too late, but you should just deny the noise. Tell||morrison|
Feb 1, 2002 2:33 PM
|him you have no idea what he's talking about. When he confronts you, look at him like he is insane. Nod slowly as he vents, and then say, "Well, o.k. then . . ." Don't admit riding the bike no matter what.
If he comes to your door, do not answer. If he confronts you later, deny being home at the time he heard the 'alleged' riding. Deny that you even live in the apartment. Tell him that you visit frequently, but that it is your grandmother's apartment, and she is bed-ridden. You just come by to feed the cats.
When he bangs on the floor (his ceiling) with a shovel, jump off your bike and start stomping on the floor. Subscribe to Velonews in his name at his address. Whenever you see him, make sure that you are in cycling attire, but never have your bike with you. If confronted about your attire, deny that the clothes are for cycling. Tell your neighbor that you dance, but not well.
After several weeks of this, you will need to quietly start looking for a new apartment. This is because he will be very close to the breaking point, and your life will be in danger. Do not give in to the fear. Embrace it. This will motivate you to ride the trainer. You will feel the thrill of illicit activity. Ride harder. Attach a bell to your bars and ring it on every right side down stroke.
When you find a new apartment, move in the middle of the night, but leave the trainer behind. Find a beater bike and hook it up to the trainer. Purchase a used vacumn cleaner, and rig the belt to the trainer as well. Place sandbags on the bike to weight it down. Plug in the vacumn, turn it to full throttle, close and lock the door. Sit quietly across the street in your car. In several hours, you will be very entertained.
|BWAHAHAHA! AHAHA! A HA HA HA! Hee hee hee! Whew!||Ahimsa|
Feb 1, 2002 6:44 PM
|Funny stuff Jimbo, good show.
I was going to advise the purchase of a table saw for the flat. Not only will the noise drive him bonkers, but the trainer will be music by comparison.
Use the saw to make elaborate sculptures out of animal bones and display them outside the door to your place in piles. Post lots of flyers around the building for various lost pets. Never actually have any pets though, just post the flyers. Act VERY happy while posting these; act excited. Never act as one should who has lost a pet. Hum TV theme songs, or commercial jingles for food products.
Buy several faux fur coats and sew them into a patchwork cloak to wear down to the laundry room. Always take out the garbage late at night.
That ought to keep him away. At the very least he will share your new found interests due to his similar tastes and call you comrade. If this happens move. Soon.
|morrison, if you were a woman .......||naff geezer|
Feb 1, 2002 6:55 PM
|i would be a lesbian
|I'll bet you don't color in the lines either||Crankist|
Feb 1, 2002 7:32 PM