I've been riding this summer with a visiting collegiate racer(male). I'm old enough to be his mom (I have a daughter in college) and it's rather amusing to ride with him. The first time we rode together he kept getting dropped on climbs.
Now I think he'd rather die of a heart attack than let me beat him up a climb

It's funny to watch, because he will just really bury himself from the get-go, and if the climb goes on a little longer than he anticipates, I'll nip him near the end. One thing I have at my age is patience

Oh and another guy-story.
The other day we were riding in heavy rain and came to a hairy descent. I was in front, but knew that I had three strong (male) riders behind me. I kept thinking "where are they?", expecting them to whip around at any minute...at the bottom of the hill they finally came along-side. "Oh we figured we'd let you go first in case it was dicey because you used to race mountain bikes".

Errr, thanks. I think. Ladies first, huh?

Now if he had just said something as he passed us the first time, he wouldn't have gotten my dander up
Oh yeah. In that situation you just have to chase!