Playlist

Here's a nice running demo I did the night before the marathon so no one would forget how race day:


Here I sit making my playlist for my run. I need much motivation because I might be going alone. Running alone, no one there to cheer or to try and run faster so I don't look like a loser. Great. I'm not doing to well with the playlist. Nice stuff doesn't really work for me. I prefer anger and aggression and rage. I know, I know, patio lanterns isn't fitting in this typical mold. Most of the music is rage and aggression with the odd happy tune for those "moments" I have while running. Sunday was my "mental preparation" run where I imagine every senario and work through how I will mentally deal with it. I didn't work through the senario of having no one to hold my inhaler for me if I need it or hold a jacket for me at the end or come pick me up after the race cause my legs may not take me to my parking spot....Where ever that may be. Thing is I don't know where that will be and how far away that will be. Dang it.

Ok. Ok. Cool it. I will read a bunch of motivational quotes that I have in my running day planner that I was supposed to be reading all along but never did. Crap.

It's no longer a sport, No longer just a game. It has become a way of life. Every breath is a stride, every heartbeat a string of silence. It is a compulsion from deep within It is a passion for glory. To go through the torment. To last through the waiting. To gain that one moment, alone with myself and only the few who chance to strive can know the experience. To hear nothing but breath. To feel nothing but heartbeat. To feel so close to hell running so close to heaven. This is the runner's high. This is the feeling I live for. This is the goal I strive toward. If my chance disappears, part of my life would end. (annon)

Oh yeah, feeling good now. Feeling better. Here comes my all time favorite.
Doesn't this make you want to do it again Jo? Annie?



We can blaze! Become legends in our own time. Strike fear into the heart of mediocre talent everywhere. We can scald dogs, put records out of reach! Make the stands gasp as we blow into an unearthly kick from 300 yards out! We can become God's own messenger delivering the dreaded scrolls! We can race dark Satan himself till he wheezes fiery cinders down the back straightaway! They'll speak our names in hushed tones "those guys are animals" they'll say. We can lay it on the line, bust a gut, show them a clean pair of heels. We can sprint the turn on a spring breeze and feel the winter leave our feet. We can, by God, let our demons loose and just wail on! (Quentin Cassidy Once a Runner by John Parker)

Not sure why he put so many exclamation marks in there but it works for me.




(oooo bonus, I just flipped through my book some more and found a peanut butter cookie recipe I was looking for. Sweet.)

Ok back on track here.

On the roads, I can see truth revealed whole without thought or reason. There I experience the sudden understanding that comes unmasked, unbidden. I simply rest. Rest within the pure rhythm of my running. And I wait. (George Sheehan)

That one makes me want to go for a run right now. Ho man, that's deep.

You're running on guts. On fumes. Your muscles twitch. You throw up. You're delirious. But you keep running because there's no way out of this hell you're in, because there's no way you're not crossing the Finnish line. It's a misery that non-runners don't understand. (Martine Costello)

The reward at the end:





Yup, now I will be up all night thinking about running.

Back to my playlist. Last night I had a dream that I ran real fast on Eye of the Tiger. So I downloaded it tonight and it's going on. Runaway by Pink. Breakaway - Kelly whatever her name is. A bunch of Linkin Park vs Jay-z music. Patio Lanterns. I wonder what motivates The Iceman. I wish I could ask him.

If anyone can think of any songs that might work lemmie know. I would like to hear what motivates the masses.