
Engo 2: One minute review
My calves are aching, and sweat is running down my back and soaking my shorts. I can feel my pulse in my neck: I’m not going a mile a minute, but my heart sure is. Or am I? I flick my eyes to the display in the corner of my mirrored sunglasses to check my splits and heart rate. It ain’t great, but I’m on pace still. For now, anyway.