8 mph

Ted and I went out last night for a quick 3-miler before dinner.

There was a police speed check on one of the streets on the route.

For years I have wanted to run at one of these, to see if it would pick up my speed and clock me.

I ran 8 mph. Uphill.

The car behind me thought I was nuts, but I got a good laugh at it.

I just wish I had a camera.