Yesterday I wavered back and forth for hours trying to decide whether or not to run. Note to self - this is never a good sign that the run is going to go well. I was tired and unmotivated, but often when I feel this way I try to go anyway as it tends to snap me out of a funk. Stupidly, I waited until 4:00pm to head out. I figured I would just get in a quick three miler and call it a day. How hard could it be? Well...very hard, actually. As I set off, I successfully drowned out my thoughts, including, but not limited to, my desire to walk, as well as my heavy breathing, with music. After about 3/4 of a mile my Nano failed me and it started to re-play the first of the three Arcade Fire songs from my playlist. I love this band, but I can't listen to them over and over again for 25 minutes. So, I stopped and tried to fiddle with my settings to get back to the main playlist. No dice. After repeatedly swearing at the Nano and seriously considering just walking back home, I eventually rolled up the headphones and continued on without music. Typically, my main reason for listening to music when I run is because it gets me fired up and motivates me to push harder. Yesterday, however, I needed it for so many other reasons. As I shuffled along I felt slow. Listening to my steps made me feel slower. On top of that, it was quite painful to have to listen to my very labored breathing. And I hate to say it, but I didn't want to wave to other runners and walkers and be friendly. Yes, I understand that once in a while it's good to take in all the scenery, cruise along and not worry about how it's going, but I couldn't even do that. I simply wanted to zone out and get home. And, bottom line, I needed music. Am I too dependent? Probably. But it is what it is. I say enjoy it if you have it, want it, need it...whatever. Rock on.
Listen to this:
Get Gone - White Arrows