Posted: 05/06/2008 at 00:44
May 2001, Blackpool beaverbrooks 10 k fun run. I've spent the previous 10 weeks honing my 12 or so tracks that will see me across the line in less than an hour. No. 1 John Lee Hookers"Boom Boom Boom" No. 2 "Sweet home Alabama" Lynard Sknard, No 3 "Copperhead road" Steve Earle & so on, culminating in guns n roses, black sabbath & finally AC/DC to see me over the line. All is going to plan at the 5 K point, a nice bit of U2 "beautiful day" that will be followed by the clash "Londons burning" (the point where I pick the pace up!). The turnaround spells disaster, blazing sun, no air, legs turn to jelly. The Sony walkman feels like a lead weight attached to my shorts, sweat is pouring from me in torrents, my only thought is the work load of the night ahead. As Mc Donalds & the clash converge I realise that I've nothing left, all those hours of training, starting slowly then picking up the pace & finishing in heavy metal glory (easy!), it's all gone wrong. Walking now, I hand the Sony to the missus & stumble over the line in a dispirited 1:04. The last time that I have listened to music for running inspiration!
Since then I've progressed to sub 45 10 k's & I am generally a lot fitter than back in 2001. I do use an arm radio to listen to the football on an easy few miles on a Saturday afternoon, but I will never use the distraction of listening to music whilst I train. Even over 15 mile plus runs, I find that a varied & undulating route will keep me more focused than a run listening to my ipod.