Today’s I-word is a tribute to my dear running partner – my iPod.
Her name is Emerald – Emma for short – and she’s been my trusty sidekick for several years. In fact, she is tattooed with Run, Joanne, Run on her slender backside.
I’ve always been a solitary runner and, since I’m also a very slow runner, I’ve been grateful to have Emma accompany me on the long hours I need to put in the mileage. I simply can’t bear listening to the sound of my own heavy breathing without the distraction of her upbeat tunes in my ears that help to keep my feet moving. I curse with frustration if she falters and grows weak before I’m ready to quit.
Some people would probably describe the music contents on my iPod as rather eclectic. The only criteria a song must meet to make my playlist is that it has a lively beat. Her song list is constantly growing and covers a broad range of music from Johnny Cash to AC/DC and Wrecking Ball by Miley Cyrus to Freaker’s Ball by Dr Hook. A strong dancing beat helps me find ‘the zone’ – that elusive feeling that I could
dance run forever.
Emma’s been frozen silent by bone-chilling temperatures, rendered mute through rain soaked runs, and chipped from numerous tumbles from my clumsy hands. She’s also on her third set of earbuds, but I love her dearly.
I see most runners now are plugged into their smartphones rather than an iPod, but I think I’ll stay faithful to Emma as long as she can continue to match me stride for stride.