I thought this was commuting?
This morning on a 12 mile commute into a strong head wind another rider sat on my back wheel for 9 miles, don't you just hate that; no offer of taking a turn! For the last 3 miles I really dug in, pushed as big a gear as I could in order to break him, but alas, all of the work I had put it had paid a toll and he sprinted past me just as we reached our destinations. I thought this was commuting, not the last 12 miles of a race or 12 mile TT. Bring it on again tomorrow!