I don't normally rely on music to get me through a workout, but recently, I have started to become all too dependant on the ol' iPod. It just kind of happened. First, I just stole my husband's iPod for speed work days, then it turned into long run days, too, and then it soon became my iPod.
Well, that was short lived. Last week, it stopped working. Not sure why. Maybe it was depressed over Steve Jobs, maybe it hated my choice of music, maybe it just thought it was for my own good, but I found myself running solo again.
At first it was really, really weird. Which is why it is probably good this whole thing happened in the first place. I've never raced with music before.
As I took to my workouts and long runs in silence again, I surprising started to like it. I focused on my breathing, I noticed the squirrels and "sounds of nature". I started thinking of story plots in my head. I was more into my run in general. And, I got faster---a full minute off my pace. Go figure.
Then, I remembered the Flea interview we did with a few month's ago in RW where he said he could never listen to music while running---he was too much in his own head.
And, I totally got it.