Running without music makes anyone a dull boy. Hearing you’re insane doing it, probably makes you.

As I’ve mentioned, my iPod disappeared and I now run without music. Fine, I thought, exactly what I did before I got addicted to it and what mankind’s been doing for centuries prior to Apple and me.

Then I told Erik, aka Mr. wiseass, who immediately feels the urge to destroy it all by saying something stupid like, “O boy – that’s the worse thing I can ever imagine, makes the whole run feel at least twice as long!”.

And I can’t get that part out of my head as I now go for daily double runs.