Now I will be the first to admit that I am almost a techno-junkie. I can say almost, cause I've been through Dave Ramsey's FPU and can say "NO" like a good FPU grad. But I still enjoy messing with some of the latest apps for my iPhone or iPad.

So this morning I went out for a bike ride with my iPhone in my jersey's back pocket and turned on the iMapMyRide app to log my mileage and, using the built-in GPS of the phone, record where I rode. All well and good, in my book.

Well, I got off the bike after my ride and stopped the recording process. I had done 14.34 miles - great! Then I went in to chcek my progress on the web (since as soon as I save the ride, it's supposed to upload to the web). And my 14+ mile ride had become a 14,000+ mile ride originating south of Nigeria in the middle of the ocean and riding a straight line(across the waters) to Roswell! I wonder what strange sattellite I picked up to record the GPS of my phone?!

Somebody got their wires or signals crossed. And try as I might, I cannot get the actual ride to load on the site. That's why I can say I love technology, when it works.

I knew there was something peculiar about our location. . . in Roswell . . .