Another nail in the coffin, but I got a nice and unexpected present on my way into work today. When I had a few miles left to go on my way into work, I stopped for a light and a college kid who was obviously a cyclist (based on his build, clothing, etc) pulled up behind me on a decent racing bike. I shifted over and told him he might want to go ahead since he was probably faster and I didn't want to hold him up.
He replied "I don't know about that -- kind of breezy today" (riding conditions were 39F, 10mph headwind, and light rain) and stayed where he was. He shadowed me the rest of the way in.
Yeah, I know. Recovery ride, riding injured, not racing, blah, blah, blah. But I wasn't racing either, and I'm not pretending that I "beat" anyone. Rather, it's fun having a cruising pace that doesn't cause someone half your age to view you as an impediment. Still haven't lost it