The way I got used to it was to really ease into it. I started with doing it with just one or two other riders; we'd just take turns taking the wind for a while, and then ever once in a while, "okay, want to switch?" - then along came a more brutal day when we *did* pretty much take half a mile at a time (and that's when I learned to SMILE when pushing hard, instead of my former default grimace, 'cause flying into the wind I totally sunburned and windburned the inside of my lower lip and it took a long time for those blisters to heal...).
Then it so happened that there were seven of us picking up a pretty good pace... and one of the ladies was new and thought we were racing, not pacing, so the ride leader gave a spontaneous lesson in "this is how we do a pace line" and was calling out instructions to us. (It was especially fun because she was on a big honking mountain bike, I was on a 40 pound 1960 single-speed ... but we averaged 17.2 mph - but going slower and working that hard was ideal for learning.)
I happen to *know* my reflexes are only so good... it's not just being chicken. Being on a hybrid w/ toe clips means that unless people know me, they assume I'm inexperienced, and communicate more... I don't mind at all (and love surprising them :-))



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Hee hee!
