Walkin'
9:10 PM Edit This 20 Comments »This was the set list for my 30 minute walk today. I can only walk to the beat. I don't know what I'm going to do when I start running because it's all about the music. I can't NOT pound it out to the beat. It drives me nuts.
Romans - Jennifer Knapp
Just Showed Up For My Own Life - Sara GrovesHollow of Your Hand - Jeff Black
As you can see, when I say I listen to everything, I mean it. Christian, Pop, Country, Rap, Funk, Alternative. It's all in there.
In other news, I have not only NOT lost weight, I've put it back on. But I feel better in my head when I go to the gym. I was all angsty and pissed off when I headed there tonight at 7:25. Two of my clients didn't show up, and I waited around for nothing. I get paid for waiting, but still. I love it when I actually get to work with people and it makes me sad when they don't come.
And here's the story of the non-damsel-in-distress (because I refuse to be her today.) Yesterday, when I left the club, as I was driving away I heard a terrible noise coming from the back end of my car. I turned off the radio and listened, but kept driving, debating turning around and going back to the place where I KNEW there would be a myriad of boys-who-know-things-about-cars or reaching my next destination. As I drove along, I thought maybe the sound was getting worse, so I did turn around and after I pulled back into the parking lot and got out, all I could see was flat, flat, flat tire. So, I went back in the club and announced to the world in general that I had a flat tire and could anyone help me with the spare? Of course someone responded. Which I knew they would. I may not be able to do it by myself, but I do know how to help. I got the spare and the jack out, I held the lug nuts (that's what they're called, right?) I said encouraging words when the going got just a slight bit tough and in the end, the spare got on and all was well. The tire had a huge screw impaled in it. I knew the tire place opened at 7:30 this morning and made plans to go there.
Just as an aside - which kudos to me - means that I am no longer drama queen of the century. There was a woman there that is ALL drama and crazy when I announced my plight. She came and watched as my friend started the process of removing the tire and kept saying things like, "This is just terrible!" and "Isn't this a pain in the ass?" and "I would hate it if this happened to me!" And well - I didn't respond, because I am NOT the damsel-in-distress today. So she got bored with the non-drama and left. Seriously. That's how it played out. I am super excited that I was non-drama oriented with this event. It means I have grown. Leaps and bounds and high jumps. That is fucking awesome for me. Yeah, me!
So, when I dropped the tire off this morning and promised to return around one to get it put back on, I was pleased with myself. I was taking action, I wasn't intimidated or scared, just irritated at the idea of it all. And ten minutes after I hit my desk, the tire people called and said, "The screw is an easy fix, but you must have driven on it low and then flat for quite some time. You can't drive on it, even if we fix it." And since Cowgirl's husband sent me there in the first place because he buys all his racing tires from them, I trusted them. And sighed. And said I'd be in at one for a new tire. And I was. And it's fixed. And I'm super glad about my part time job because I didn't even flinch when I paid the $118.25. But still. It made me tired. All of it.
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I did read your whole post, really. But I can't get word up out of my head. Boy howdy, wasn't that the song back in the day? Now I've got to go put in on my itunes right now. With Rob Base and MC Fresh. (am. not. old.)
My "victory" for today was reading about a friend's dad's funeral and although the tears were RIGHT THERE, I didn't actually cry.
I'll have to listen to some music to suggest jogging tunes. I'm a little burnt out on that right now, though, since I've been trying to figure out Ben's mystery song...
Yay on feeling good w/exercise, yay on eschewing drama, and Yay especially on Justin Timberlake. And $118 for car repair? I should be so lucky.
Damsels in distress are just so yesterday.
Once you feel the power of living your own life with intention instead of always reacting you can never go back.
Nice to see you again Kate...
Bruce Springsteen for running music rocks.
Flat tires suck.
Good for you for not getting all up in the air about it. It happens. It's fixed. Yeh you!
Glad things are going well, even if they aren't perfect. PS: It's spring! We don't have to freeze our buns off anymore :)
So, I've been reading your blog for quite a while now and decided to share 2 things today.
1) this exact thing happened to me about 3 weeks ago (fun flat tire) only i was stuck on the side of the road trying to find someone nearby with AAA when a high school kid & his dad pulled off and came to my rescue. turns out there was a 3" gash in my tire thanks to potholes. lovely.
2) if you need good running music, 3 artists that always work for me: George Michael, Fatboy Slim & Soul Coughing
I've always held the firm belief that the next best thing to being able to do it yourself is being resourceful, so you can find someone who can do it for you. Girl, you've got it!
Best running song ever: "I'm Alive" by The Hooters (remember them?? They're still around - who knew?). Perfect running tempo, catchy melody, motivating lyrics.
Or, if you can overlook the corniness of it, the Maynard Ferguson version of "Gonna Fly Now" is another great running tune - NOT the movie soundtrack version, make sure it's the Maynard Ferguson recording. You'll run 10 miles without even breaking a sweat.
Oh, and sorry about your tire.
Faster music, faster pace...
i have the "i can only run to a beat" issue. what i found to fix it? this nifty website that i found that you can push the space bar to the beat that you run, whatever it may be, and it will find music for you that fits it. i thought it was scammy...but it's free and works. I'll send it to you when i get home.
I'm very happy for you that you avoided DID (Damsel In Distress) Syndrome! I have felt similar elation when I've avoided it myself. It makes me feel like such a big girl.
Word Up - Cameo. Heh.
I expect to see "You Dropped the Bomb on Me" by Gap Band in a future list.
well, a flat tire (that you drove on) is still better than having a tire BLOW out when you're driving. Hmph. Doesn't it feel good though to take things in stride? It's an art I'm trying to learn from my Dad who is the true zen-master of such things.
I think you should run to Outkast's HEY YA...That song always gets me grooving.
Heavy metal and gangsta rap are the best to run to. Seriously, Marilyn Manson really pushes you forward for some strange reason. I don't listen to any of my working out music any other time. It helps bust out a few more reps on weights and a few more minutes on the treadmill.
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Sexy Back. BEST. SONG. EVER.
My running music is heavy on the dance/electronica stuff. Some that I LOVE include Fat Boy Slim, Chemical Brothers, Felix Da Housecat, Mint Royale, and a few faster-paced Outkast tunes (B.O.B was the song I kept in my head while running my first full marathon).
Sprinkle in a few punk rock tunes from Dillinger Four and I'm set.
Sorry about your tire. Sucky.
There's one by Justin Timberlake I think it's called "Damn Girl" Get that. Get the whole CD. It's new. Ken has it, so I can't tell you the title, but I'm sure if you google it, you'll find it.
I friggin' LOVE this. Ignore the drama and she will go away. Brilliant. I will be trying this ASAP.
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