An Open Letter to my iPod

Dear iPod,
I owe you a big apology: I've said some really unkind things about you lately, some of which are kinda my fault. If I don't charge you, then you can't stay going longer—a fact I'm openly accepting and for which I'm holding myself accountable.

That said, I have to tell you how much you really made my day yesterday. Around mile 6, Love Story by Taylor Swift started dying out when I still had 0.25 to go in my set, and I could feel my spirit sagging and was already thinking about stopping early to walk. But then you kicked in with some Bon Jovi! Perfect timing, and a great motivator. I finished that set running harder instead of walking early.

And then at the very end—that is where you really deserve some major kudos. Nine miles is a looong way, even with the walking spurts in between, and I was really feeling it towards the end. That last mile, trying to run and stay focused, I was trying to find some inspiration to keep me going, and then you played The Devil Went Down to Georgia!!! Unbelievable!!! I couldn't have chosen a better song myself: upbeat, sassy, and distracting enough to get me through to the end.

I couldn't have done it without you last night, iPod. I'll try to remember this the next time something happens—take the good with the bad. And you are good.

Hugs,
Sarah