While I spent most of my Ironman training running without music, the last few long runs necessitated it. I was tired, I had spent enough time with my thoughts (I think 7 hours on a bike with just my own thoughts is enough) and I felt like I was ready to challenge all my mental demons on race day. Those last few long runs became about getting it done, so I brought in music that motivated, inspired…
Can I tell you how happy the topic of music makes me? A while back I did a post on running theme songs, just a song. Five songs are way better than one!
I love music and as I may have mentioned a time, or two, that my iPod has seen better days. It is old, busted up, and the music is not the most up to date. But I love that thing. Love it. When considering fitness tunes I think about what music would help me rock up and over that last hill.
Water was running; children were running You were running out of time Under the mountain, a golden fountain Were you praying at the Lares shrine? But ohh oh your city lies in dust, my friend ohh oh your city lies in dust, my friend
On the way back home we sang a song But our throats were getting dry Then we saw the man from across the road With the sunshine in his eyes Well he lived all alone in his own little home With a great big gallon jar There were bottles too, one for me and you And he said Hey! There you are
You can’t stop these kids from dancing. Why would you want to? Especially when you’re already getting yours. 'Cause if your mind don't move and your knees don't bend, well don’t start blaming the kids again.
And while the angels sleep All of the devils are awake Waiting to steal your love Right outside of Heaven’s gate And all the sacred hearts Can’t numb the feeling from the pain 'Cause when the drugs don't work You’re gonna curse His holy name Damn God, yeah, God, yeah Damn God, yeah, God, yeah
99 Düsenjäger Jeder war ein großer Krieger Hielten sich für Captain Kirk Das gab ein großes Feuerwerk Die Nachbarn haben nichts gerafft Und fühlten sich gleich angemacht Dabei schoss man am Horizont Auf 99 Luftballons
I heard this this morning and it really put me in the mood for the darker side of 80s pop music.
you got sirens for a welcome there’s bloodstain for your pain and your telephone been ringing while you’re dancing in the rain wild boys wonder where is glory where is all you angels now the figureheads have fell and lovers war with arrows over secrets they could tell