I was coming back from Colinton this morning having been to the physio and heading back into town. An attractive woman pulled up level with me at the head of the queue waiting for the lights to change. I pulled away first, heard her close behind and put the pressure on, steadily increasing speed and was probably at 21-22mph when the road hit a small incline up to Polwarth, I was now working quite hard and she pulled past me. This was not good for my self confidence, I jumped onto her wheel, (what a figure she had) and drafted her up the hill to the mini-roundabout. But, I did not have the extra power to overtake again. The only saving grace was being able to draft such a lovely figure for a mile, but I was working hard.