Uh-oh: my iPod is kaputt!
August 05, 2011
But when the kids were taken care off, and safely behind their Wii, Nintendos DS and Playstation2, I started a serious search. Unfortunately I couldn't find my iPod anywhere, and an unpleasant suspicion entered my mind: 'I didn't... did I?'
So I ran upstairs at warp speed, opened the door of the washing machine, and stood face to face with my very dead iPod. In the rubber ring I found the, also deceased, nike-chip. It was one of those moment's in my runner's life where words could not describe how I felt. So I sighed deeply. I tried CPR, and then a resurrection by plugging it into the computer, but alas. It had obviously gone into the light.
And now I have this philosophical question weighing heavily on my mind: if I run a five miler, but I can't register my run with my iPod, have I really run?