False Flats, False Tempo

Brad had to set a false tempo so that I would not break away. (Note sarcasm) All I saw was butt, wheel and tarmac. Almost did a Leipheimer but I was able to keep it upright. At that point, I let his wheel go for the upteenth time and rode my tempo (crabby slow) on FM 1626. 50+ miles in 2:45 - felt like 50+ miles in 2 hrs. #^@*#!*%