Fastest Ever
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Just got back from a run. I use a tracker to log my distance, time, and a bunch of other stuff. My wife often "follows" me "live" as I run, even tracking me on GPS.
This afternoon I came home and she pointed out that at one point in my run, I hit my fastest speed: 85.98 mph (see the chart, below). She showed my on her computer. I double checked my tracker, and sure enough. There it is.
That spike (above) is where my jet pack kicked in. Or something.
I have no clue what happened. But there it is. In the record books.
No wonder I'm so tired!
This afternoon I came home and she pointed out that at one point in my run, I hit my fastest speed: 85.98 mph (see the chart, below). She showed my on her computer. I double checked my tracker, and sure enough. There it is.
That spike (above) is where my jet pack kicked in. Or something.
I have no clue what happened. But there it is. In the record books.
No wonder I'm so tired!
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