We were climbing a nice steady grade at a much improved speed over the beginning of the season, another guy hooked up to us and while BF went off a bit, I managed to keep him behind me (hehehe) and heard him puffing a bit.
Having someone breathing down my neck I worked harder.

He split around a field and came back on the next incline where I hooked up to his rear wheel and did not let go...
He was at least 30 pounds heavier than me or my BF and on a pricey Colnago. So much for that. He sweated profusely when we arrived on top to start a chat.

There's Ms. competitive showing.