Windy out there, which either meant it felt like I was cycling through molasses, or that I was flying. Thought to myself a few times (when the wind was at my back), "I don't think men have ever gone this fast before." 🤣 Some of those PBs are likely to stand until such time as a hurricane blows into town. At one point along the Thames Path in Kew, I passed a man walking his dog. The man was mostly looking at his phone, and the dog took my passing them as the starter gun going off, and soon he was running alongside me. The owner called after the dog a few times, but the dog seemed more interested in pacing me. I thought I was about to get a dog, but a final, sterner call brought the race to an end the dog returning to his original owner.