JustRunJustLiveJustBe

Have I mentioned that running has been very good to me lately?  Probably not.  I am like a relationship between two sixteen-year-olds when it comes to running:  when things are going well, you  hear nothing of it, but when they’re not and we haven’t talked on the phone for two nights in a row, all I do is whine and complain and freak out that THIS IS THE END.

But that’s not the case now, because it’s been good.  Increasing speed and distance has been gradual but, dare I say, easy.  I have a lot of theories for this, but I can’t get into that now.  It’s 5:30 in the morning, and I’m about to go get on a scale and let someone else tell me what I weigh.  This is no time for deep, reflective thought.

What it is time for, though, is some outside inspiration.  Because this morning, while running and sweating and actually liking it at 4:00 a.m., there was not one song of the 4,000 or so I own that I actually wanted to hear.  Every song was just irritating and I think I scrolled through about 40 of them before I chucked my ear phones down next to the treadmill and just ran in silence.

So the conclusion, of course having nothing to do with me nor with my impatience, is that I need some new running music.  While I don’t run with music all the time, there are some Friday mornings at 4:00 a.m. when I am like, dude, why don’t I have more Beyonce on my iPod?

Here comes the part where I ask you what music you like to work out with?  What would be your top, let’s say, three songs that make you want to run/walk/spin/whatever?  Or at least a song that distracts you long enough to forget your elevated heart rate.

Help me.  I need a new 4:00 a.m. playlist.