I haven't run with my iPod in a long time and expect I won't anytime soon.
Got nothing against it in practice, but the reality tends to get me in trouble, coaxing me to an unrealistic pace in one instance and lulling me into too slow an amble in another. Worse yet, it drowns out the birdsing, leafrustle, windwhistle and other ambient soundscapes that make the outdoors so irresistably inviting in the first place.
Music is already playing and running with headphones is liking arriving at the dance club only to pop in soundproof earplugs.
Drowns out the rhythm.
And even on days like today when circumstance makes running on the road a necessary evil and the provided sounds are anything but appealing, my jukebox of a brain always manages to serve up an interesting record.
Here's what a mental quarter bought me today as I dodged traffic and pounded away in the freezing rain, icy fog and puddles of slush:
Can't wait to lace up the sneaks tomorrow, hit shuffle and see where the music takes me next.