It was just a matter of time, but I finally achieved DFL staus.
After yesterday's long ride I wanted to go out and really push my legs, with every expectation of being dropped. I was not disappointed.
I got dropped (from the lead wheel only at least) on the hill to the regroup point. I almost got dropped after I did a pull to the base of a climb (but was not). I dropped to last spot (but still had contact) on a hill where I could not shift into the small ring. Finally, I and was really dropped on turbo hill. Dropped like a piece of hook hitting a loop (as I imagine those in the velcro industry saying).
I planned on shifting to the small ring when the going got a little tough to reduce the lactic acid buildup; ride a higher cadence but push the HR up a little instead. I thought I selected the right spot but boy was I wrong! The change was startling. One moment I was near the front feeling the burn and in less than 10 seconds I was off the back, never to join the group again. Did the last 6K alone, but I did not let up. I kept the cadence high and effort under control.
The few judgement errors and the mechanical contributed to the lack of climbing success but I also some cognitive success. I was very conscious of what I was trying to do and why. Next time I will tweak things and try again.
Not disappointed in the least.