Maybe it's because I'm generally 'lone wolf-ing' it, but if I do stop for a breather its only a couple of minutes before I think 'nuts to this' and I'm off again. Most of my rides have been non-stop. ...
Honestly? That really put me back into my days "lone-wolfing" up and down the M1, the M6, and the M5, in an Astra. I thought I enjoyed it while I was doing it ... but looking back on it?
One of the pleasures in lone-wolf cycling (for me), is just those breaks and stops. Not so long that my legs seize up, not so frequent that I never get where I want, but NOT so infrequent that I get totally cream-crackered. But entirely and completely up to me.
It might be to look at a flower or a bird, grab a fine cake, down a good pint, look at a view, explore a battlefield, watch a skein of geese come in (early, this year; it'll be a hard winter, folks!) ... or on one occasion, listen to a piper practicing/rehearsing walking up and down a dam above Hebden Bridge. Doesn't matter - there's a thousand and one reasons on any ride for me to ... stop and stare; and lose myself, even for a moment.
The other bit - for longer rides. If I stop for a break only after 25 miles, I know my body and how/what I eat. I'll be lucky to get much beyond 50 miles that day (and pretty much b*gg*r all the next). Whereas if I'm stopping every 15-20 miles, I can do 60-70 miles a day easily - today, tomorrow, and the next. And a lot more, if it's only a one-day ride.