I actually like thrill rides. Don't know why, as they probably set my life expectancy back half a year each or something, but I like them.
A clear majority of folks love rides. I think that's great. If rides are fun for you or anyone, go for it. I...just found them...pointless for me and me alone. I don't enjoy them. I'm not scared of them. I didn't even like the kiddy rides as a toddler. I know what I thought, too. "What's the point?". I wasn't impressed by going in a circle.
Seriously, my wife loves them. My kids love them. My 5-year-old Little Angel was ready to fight because she wasn't tall enough to "ride this ride". People, really smart and good people, like rides. I don't.
That's just the way it is. I'm different. It ain't everybody else.
Side note: I was going to go sky diving back in 1996. I went through the course and was set. Then my degenerative hip thing got mentioned in passing by my well-meaning friend. I was grounded immediately. But I
was going to jump. It wouldn't be going round-n-round. Looking back, I probably would have been seriously injured or died.
Side note 2: I went that day with four longtime friends. Two of them jumped but said they would never do it again. One was injured. And the other one went four more times that I know of. He was a former Marine.