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(don’t) pump it

i’ve always been told (and have never questioned the idea) that whilst working out one must have ‘pump up’ music.  you know, dancy beats, driving melodies, adrenaline-pumping tones.  because almost none of my music falls under this category i typically end up soliciting workout music from friends; or, just listening to whatever’s on at the gym; or, enjoying the birds and trees and cars and people around me.

today i made a major realization.  i was running and listening to some more ‘driving’ tunes i had complied into a playlist for daily runs when a lick on a guitar reminded me of a nickel creek song.  i immediately needed to hear it, so i switched to nickel creek and my running became infinitely more enjoyable.

now according to general logic and social cues this should not be the case.  from big pop-rock to soft and supple bluegrass?  weird.  so what did i do?  theories, of course.  well, one theory, to be exact:  i run best when i’m not thinking about running.  when my mind is everywhere but on the pain in my legs and chest.  goosebumps started crawling up the back of my neck and internally exclaimed, “whoa!  i run so much better to chill music!”  i kept running and kept listening.  the lyrics went as follows:

He still remembers that night as child
On his mother’s knee
She held him close and she opened her bible
And quietly started to read
And seeing a picture of Jesus he cried out
“Momma, he’s got some scars just like me.”

And he knew it was love
It was one he could understand
He was showing his love
And that’s how he hurt his hands

nickel creek, the hand song

no, they’re not anything absolutely ground-breaking, but they stand for something that means worlds to me.  the closer i listened the stronger the goosebumps and the harder i ran.

it finally donned on me:  it’s not that i run better to mellow music!  not that at all!  it’s that i’m not motivated so much by sounds, but by ideas.  and the ideas that make my heart pump faster are more often spelled out in the kind of mellow music that highlights lyrics instead of drumlines.

now that i understand why i prefer to work out to nickel creek, sigur ros, danger and the steel-cut oats, and rosie thomas i can quit trying to build dumb playlists that only make me run faster to get the sound pollution over with.  guh.  ’bout time.  motivation is such a unique thing in each of us, eh?


lenticular?

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Keep me away from the wisdom which does not cry, the philosophy which does not laugh and the greatness which does not bow before children.
-Kahlil Gibran

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