One dark gloomy day, I knew I was missing something at home but could not remember what. I reached the gym and searched my pockets and found out that my music is gone, IPOD missing at home. I felt naked the whole time while working out, listening to the elevator (gym) music.
While doing cardio, I listen to different types of Indian soundtracks. My favorite thus far, while doing the Stairmaster (which is a pain to do if you are not trapped in your own world of music) is this. ( 
) Usually kill 12 minutes and some change (the audio version goes longer than the video).
Usually the longer the song, the longer you can get into it and you don’t have to keep track of how many songs are behind you to get you to think how long you have left to reach your ending point.
What pushes me to do more is just specific lines in any song which I wait and wait for, and when that finally hits, I start my sprints.
I ran over mine too a couple of times, and especially while sprinting on treadmill, it is a scary sight. It just rolled over to the back so I keep the thing safe in my pocket now and not on the supporting part of treadmill. The hand going back and forth sometimes pulls the headset cord which is attached to the IPOD and it snaps it right out, forcing you to run over it. It is safer in your pocket.