With all my carrying on about the past two half marathons, I forgot to mention one MAJOR problem in each race…my damn Yurbuds. Let me be clear…the debate about whether to run with music is a nonissue to me. Like margaritas with Mexican or mayo on a BLT, I gotta have it, and everyone else can just shut up and leave me to my tunes. Be a purist if you will and soak up the zen, but I shall listen to my music during runs and races (you name it…mostly alternative but lots of cheesy pop, Rocky music, R&B, rap, jazz and 70s music thrown in too, kept low enough so I can hear ambient noise and the incessant cheers of “Jesus, lady, you are so damn fast!” as I fly down the streets.) I am still present in the moment and soaking up my surroundings, but a little Vampire Weekend or Billy Idol never hurts when I am climbing my own personal version of Heartbreak Hill.
I’ve gone through several cheap headphones in the past several years, and I’ve hated them all. I am a heavy
swearer sweater when I run (yet amazingly delicate at all other times), and the stupid things constantly slip out of my ears after the first few miles.
I thought I had solved the problem once I discovered Yurbuds, which are supposed to “twist-lock” into place and are guaranteed not to fall out. I asked for the Ironman Inspire Pro series for Christmas in 2012, just as I started marathon training and began logging more miles. Sis and bro-in-law delivered, and I thought my problems of sweaty ears and slipping buds were solved; plus, the set came with the cool controller on the cord to adjust volume, move through tracks and accept phone calls on the run (“No, honey, I’m not cooking tonight, care to pick something up on your way?”).
They’ve inspired nothing but failure ever since. The silicone enhancers (which come in several sizes to fit your ear perfectly) fell off easily, and I lost one about thirty seconds before beginning my marathon last year (mon dieu!) I’ve lost several more since. I ordered a replacement set, and they worked for a bit, until the last month or so, until they started falling out around Mile 3 of every run. I followed the website instructions and washed them thoroughly.
Alas, at about Mile 3 of Rock the Parkway a few weeks ago, before I got bitchslapped by the urge to vomit, they started slipping out on me. I twisted more than Chubby Checker, but they just wouldn’t stay, a fact which bothered me less and less as the urge to die became more and more pressing. I let it go (along with my PR dreams and a significant amount of water weight) and hoped for better last weekend.
They fell out again, and I lost the left enhancer somewhere in a sea of Runegades and Lycra around Mile 4 of the race.
So, F*&^ you, Yurbuds, right? Well, wrong. I wandered into my local running store last week to nab a 20 oz. handheld water bottle for the race and noticed that Yurbuds has come out with some behind-the-ear earbuds made specifically for women…the Focus for Women series. They were under $30, so I bought them on impulse and got so excited that I ripped the package in half getting them out.
Bummer. No mic controller. Seriously, Yurbuds? WTF? You know we want this! I hate you!
I was going to try and return them, shredded package and all, but I decided to take them out for a quick spin yesterday, as I needed to get my first shakeout run in since the race. Despite several days of rest and a fairly intimate relationship with my muscle stick, you can still bounce a quarter off my calf muscles (sadly, the only part of my body that can qualify as “tight.”) They just won’t seem to relax, though I have rolled, cajoled and sat on my ass to no end. So I’ve rested, until yesterday.
Strange how restless I feel having taken three full days off from running…I don’t normally go crazy during tapers or feel like a lunatic if I miss a run or two, but I have definitely felt it these past few days. Oscar the Running Coach also was feeling it, having not run with me for close to a week. The bad thing about training your dog to run with you is that you train your dog to run with you, meaning that if you shortchange him/her, somebody’s going to get it. This time his fluffy dog bed paid the price, as he ate the stuffing out of it in a clear plea for a 3-miler, minimum.
We headed out, with my new earbuds in place, held in the perfect spot by the behind-the-ear piece. I wanted to hate them, but I couldn’t. I couldn’t feel them at all. It was like I had nothing in my ears. The earpiece held them in place perfectly, the sound quality was better than my Inspire Pro losers, and I could still hear ambient noise…they were perfection except for the lack of the controller.
Did I mention they were perfect?
I was in a quandary…I found comfortable headphones that I’d already purchased and used, but I still wanted an external controller so I could tuck my iPhone in my SpiBelt and not have to deal with it!
Well, problem solved, I hope. I got my Active Gearup email this morning advertising various types of headphones and noticed the Outdoor Tech Adapt, an adorable little doohickey that turns your iPhone into a wireless device.
I googled it to find an image for you, and this came up, which is frankly too priceless not to share…when I get mine, I’m going to hoist my A-cup boobs into the top of my sports bra and take a selfie just like this, because I just have to!
Now that I’m done giggling…
So I can clip this to my belt, singlet, whatever, and just plug my headphones into it instead of my iPhone. Genius. Active.com had it on sale for $19.95, which will bring my grand total to still less than the Inspire Pro Series. I’ve read several good reviews, so I pulled the trigger. I can’t wait!
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What I’m running to: Fancy by Iggy Azalea