On my ride home last night I caught up to a roadie (older guy) and drafted him for the last mile or so of my ride. He didn't acknowledge me at all but was going at a pretty good clip. I was surprised how much I pushed myself to keep up with him and that I was able to. Usually by that point on my ride I am winding down but not last night. This morning's ride in was nice but I ran over something on the golf course path (paved) while I was going around some people. My rear wheel hit something and it was loud but I have no idea what it was. My tire was fine and didn't go flat so I have no idea what it could have been, oh well. Nice and windy today but warm for the ride home.