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Feeling Unstoppable

 Has this ever happened to you?  You’re at the gym, working hard, getting pumped.  You finish your sets, climb off the machine, and bend down to grab your water bottle.  Then bam – your head is jerked back, there’s a sharp pain in your ear, and you see something swinging back and forth in your peripheral vision.   The wires to your earbuds caught on the edge of the machine, meaning you kept going, but your headset didn’t.   And while you attempt to affect a cat-like “I meant to do that,” vibe, it hurts, and it’s embarrassing. 

Or you’ve found your cardio groove, you’re in the zone, and then you feel, little by little, the bud slipping out of your ear.  It’s frustrating, annoying, and breaks your focus. 

Or the sound that comes through your headset is just plain bad.

Or, my personal favorite, you take your earbuds out of your pocket (where they’ve been for less than a minute), and they’re hopelessly tangled.

Now that I work out with the Plantronics BackBeat FIT, though, all these problems are solved. 
  • ·         No wires to catch, no tangles to untwist - the simple Bluetooth pairing function means I’m wirelessly linked to the playlist on my phone. 
  • ·         It fits over my ears via a flexible neckband, making it low-profile, comfortable and stable – it stays put and secure no matter what my workout. 
  • ·         Plantronics’ signature high quality means my music is clear and strong.
  • ·         It’s waterproof, with an IP57 rating, and has a sweatproof nano-coating.  I may or may not have inadvertently tested this claim by forgetting my FIT in the pocket of my hoodie which subsequently went through the wash.  No comment (except to say the headset is fine).
  • ·         With an inconspicuous built-in microphone, I can even take phone calls with a tap on the earbud. 

There’s also a companion app that works with my Plantronics Bluetooth headsets:  Plt Hub, which gives me control of settings, provides firmware updates, and (bonus!) helps me find my headset if I misplace it.  My workouts are important to me, and my BackBeat FIT helps me feel like I can do a few more reps, a few more pounds, a few more minutes.

#IAmUnstoppable #HelloDirect #Plantronics



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