My stoker is a Mad Woman! I thought I was the competitive gung ho bike racer.
Our third ride out we decided to pick it up a bit for fun. So coming back on a false flat road we start picking the pace up. I knew I was starting to work pretty hard so I checked to make sure she was OK. She responded with a polite "faster". We start to come up on a single and I feel the pedals start to get lighter and pretty soon I am reaching for more gears to keep the cadence managable.
My big mistake:
As we approached the rider I said, dig deep and we will attack so that he can't get on our wheel. I was hoping this would scare her a little. No dice! We fly by the single so fast that he can't even think of jumping on our wheel.
She liked it and wanted to hunt down another single to blow off the road.
Then we stopped at Peet's for an iced coffee. We were supposed to just cruise home, but the pedals kept turning faster and faster no matter how much I soft pedaled. Pretty soon we were on the big chain ring and I (the captain) am dragging the rear brake.
She is getting tea from now on...DECAF!