When I run outside, I typically carry my medical card, my keys, five dollars and my iPod. The last time I ran without music was when I ran the Mississauga Half Marathon in 2005 and it was because I forgot a CD to play in my portable disc player. I’ve always run to music. It’s sort of a love/hate relationship. Love because it takes my mind off the fact that I’m actually running. Hate because I know the length of each song which means I know exactly how many minutes I’ve been pounding the pavement. It would never occur to me to run without music
When I ran the Island Girl last month, I forgot my iPod at home. I seem to have a fatal brain flaw that keeps me from bringing my running music to races. Natalie kindly offered me hers but I decided to give it a go without any music at all. What I discovered is I actually liked it.
I liked hearing my feet hit the pavement, I liked how my mind wandered, and I loved taking in the gorgeous scenery instead of ignoring it while my mind followed music lyrics.
I don’t know if I would do it all the time but I think every once in awhile, it’s good to take away the distractions and appreciate what your body can do and what’s going on around you.
Try it. Run naked and let me know how it goes.