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Track I don't know what number, Dana Owens, Hard Times

I swear I've shared this before, but a search returns nothing. Hmm...It's not Wednesday Tune Day, but no mind. I feel there are a number of blog worthy Lunamania happenings, but I my head is still all over the place.

Since I'm feeling a.d.d. I'll share one of my deep thoughts and hope it will go away: I think my heart rate monitor is broken.
It continues to clock me in the mid-high 200 bpm range. Tony points out that's a more appropriate reading for a hummingbird. Given that my maximum heart rate is somewhere in the 188 range (check out Tony's blog for delightful fitness geekery), mid-high 200 would mean cardiac arrest or something equally scary. In a brilliant experiment, I strapped the thing on my very accomodating Monkey and then had her run around the lake with me as I constantly checked her heart rate. Yes, I can be obsessive and absolutely, the Monkey is a good sport. Along the way, I violated some invisible goose boundary and had a Mother Goose hiss at me. Who knew geese could hiss? If I had my heart rate monitor on, it would have registered at like 300. Those geese are BIG.

I do not expect anyone to actually still be reading this entry, but these are the ridiculous things floating around in my head. I do know there are some runners reading this (I hope). If you have any advice--especially around seeing whether it's the chest strap or watch that is broken, I'd appreciate it.

Ok, on to the tune. Dana Owens, aka Queen Latifah and Hard Times.

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Gym log since last posting:
Run: Lake Merritt 3.4 mi.
Swim 1000, run 3 mi
Swim 1000, run 4 mi.
Swim 1150.

Comments

So what happened when you tested the monitor on M? Did you get a similarly bizarre reading?

By the way, just to put a number on it, a 250 bpm heart rate would mean that your heart is beating over 3 times a second. Something is DEFINITELY broken, or you're a genetic mutant destined to take over the world with your amazingly fast heart.

If I had to hazard a guess, I'd say it was the strap misreading the heart rate, and not the watch mis-interpreting the input coming from the strap. Replacement straps shouldn't be too expensive, I think...

OR you could use this as an excuse to get one of those nifty Garmin GPS/HRM kits. That is probably the pinnacle of run-geekery.

I'm going to experiment at the gym a bit and try to determine whether it's the strap or the watch. Will keep me entertained while i run :)

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