When iPods crash.

I can’t believe it. I just ran 8 miles, and there is no record of it.

As soon as I ended my work out, my iPod crashed before I could upload the stats to my online Nike account.

“iTunes has noted you have a corrupt iPod and can not sync accordingly.”

What do you mean a corrupt iPod? It was working just fine the past 8 miles!!

Somehow it makes it feel like those 8 miles don’t even count.

I know they do.

But without it being recorded, it’s as if I never ran it. I really wanted it to count too because my knee has been bothering me a lot lately and I’ve had to cut back on running, so to accomplish 8 miles today was a HUGE accomplishment for me. And now, it’s just gone. Arg.

Isn’t that so much like life sometimes. Like the whole “If you make a noise in the forest and no one hears it, did it make a sound?” Or, if we experience something incredible and no one is there to witness it, did it even happen?

On my route for running, sometimes I like to go an abandoned stretch of land to get away from the cars passing by and gross old men honking at me in my sports bra. I have to go down some rugged trails and climb over piles of mud just to get this hidden barren land. One one side of it, there is slight mountain, well, more like mountain of dirt that grass has grown around, and that is the closest I get to an opportunity to hike in the flat lands of Florida. It is so exhilarating to get to the top each time and look out over the beautiful lake the mountain rests next to. No one can see me, but on top of the mountain, I feel slightly closer to God and how He must feel looking down from the Heavens.

Ironically enough, when I was climbing to the top this morning, a worship song shuffled on my iPod with the words:

“In this world I walk alone with no place to call my home
But there’s one Who holds my hand
The rugged road through barren lands
The way is dark
The road is steep
But He’s become my eyes to see
The strength to climb
My grieves to bear
The Savior lives inside me there
In Your Love, I find release
A haven from my unbelief
Take my life and let me be
A living prayer my God to thee.”

Allison Krauss sings it so beautifully with her voice of an angel. Here’s a YouTube video of her performing it below. My mom originally sent me the video a while ago, and it was one of those songs I downloaded and really only listened to briefly. Then today, it took on new meaning and touched my heart that much more in the midst of actually climbing the mountain and hearing the words at the same time.




Perhaps that’s why I’m blogging (eh, whining) about my run now, to make it feel like those 8 miles counted. But all in all, it was a good reminder that whether anyone witnesses our accomplishments, at least we can rest in comfort knowing God witnesses it all and He’s the ultimate leader in the race of life we each run.

Now it’s back to the Genius Bar to see if they can fix my dang iPod. (As if I don’t have enough on my plate as is!)