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Band on the Run: The Lovers Edition

Happy Valentine’s Day.  I’m not sure what this “holiday” celebrates, so I went to Wikipedia, my source of all information.  The entry was long and talked about a lot of dead people … so I quickly lost interest.  The gist of it is that we can blame Chaucer for associating the date with romantic love.  I think we can blame Roman and/or Greek mythology for the creepy naked boy armed with an arrow. 

Today this palooza of heart shaped gift giving is just another excuse for a themed playlist.  The list is not particularly romantic – in song lyrics people tend to run away from love or run around on their partners – but it is about running + love.  With a decidedly dark twist. 

Disclaimer - my playlists are -in a word- embarrassing, but even with my very low standards most of these songs are still too horrible to make my cut.  Download at your own risk.      

Warming Up:

  • Billy Ocean – Caribbean QueenShe dashed by me in painted on jeans.  Perhaps not the recommended attire for running, but at least she’s moving quickly.   No more love on the run
  • Eddie Rabbitt – You Can’t Run from Love.   In a  song with approximately three different lyrics the message is clear:  you can’t run from love.  But if you need to get in 30K anyway, maybe it’s worth a try.
  • The Temptations – Just My Imagination (Running Away With Me).   This is sports psychology.  Imagine running.  Or running away with someone.  Either way, you are moving forward in a speedy manner.
  • Enrique Iglesias - EscapeYou can run you can hide but you can’t escape my love.  Yikes.  Take up ultramarathons and outlast the stalker.
  • Janet Jackson – Runaway.  Runaway with me my love.  She starts out strong, but then goes on to inform, no need to hurry.  Dear Ms. Jackson: running does have an element of hurry.  This isn’t stroll away with me my love.
  • Lionel Richie – Running with the Night.  Finally, a couple that enjoys a run together.  We were running with the night, playing in the shadows, just you and I until the morning light.  It’s an odd time for a workout, but I’ve procrastinated my way to a few midnight runs.

Getting the job done:

  • Jimmy Buffett – You Call it Jogging, I Call it Running Around.  The soles of your running shoes they ain’t wearing down.  While you’re out running up and down the streets.  Whatever gets your heart rate up.
  • Dixie Chicks – Ready to Run.  What’s all this talk about love?  I’m ready to run.  So simple.
  • Steve Miller Band – Take the Money and Run.  According to recent news reports, endurance training can take a toll on relationships.  The couple that runs together stays together?  They headed down south and they’re still running today.
  • Heart – Who Will You Run To?  I think this is a classic finish line song – who will you run to when it all falls downWho’s gonna wipe away the tears when you cry?
  • Dion and the Belmonts – Runaround Sue.  She took my love then ran around with every single guy in town.  Paula Radcliffe mostly runs with men.  Like Paula, perhaps Sue is just too fast for the ladies. 
  • Justin Bieber – Runaway LoveYou see my baby up and hit the road.  I’m running out of time.  He’s not even old enough to drink in Quebec.  Or run some marathons. 
  • Sammy Hagar - The Girl Gets Around.  If you are going to tramp around you might as well log base miles. Good god this girl gets around.
  • The Supremes – You Can’t Hurry Love.  I think the Supremes were endurance athletes.  Or maybe their mammas ran marathons.  Mama said, mama saidYou gotta trust, give it time, no matter how long it takes.  But it ain’t easy.
  • Crystals – Da Do Ron Ron.  I know, the word is ron not run but it’s an easy substitution and I’m desperate for songs.  Picked me up at seven and he looks so fine, da do run run run da do run run.  Catchy.
  • Martha Reeves and the Vandellas – Nowhere to Run.   Nowhere to run to, baby, nowhere to hide from you baby.  Another ode to stalking.  My earlier advice applies.  Outrun.
  • Flock of Seagulls – I Ran.  I ran, I ran so far away. I ran, I ran all night and day.  I couldn’t get away.  Honesty check: this one is on my playlist. 

You’re the best around

When I get sad I stop being sad and be awesome instead. True story.

Yes, I still watch How I Met Your Mother even though the characters have evolved into caricatures and the laugh track hurts my ears and seriously, am I the only one who hates Ted?  But once I’m in, I’m in.  I watched 90210 until the bitter end.  Ten long years later.  I gave up CSI slowly, skipping an episode every couple of weeks before finally making the painful break (note: and today I read that Grissom is returning for a guest appearance and this cheap ratings trick will not! lure me back in).   HIMYM has been around long enough to live forever in reruns that air twenty-seven times a day so it is impossible to avoid and I recently re-watched the NYE limo ride with Barney’s “Get Psyched” Mix.  It is so good not-Moby stole it.  I won’t tell you how many of these lendgen-wait for it -dary songs already grace my playlist.  I’m too ashamed. 

Barney’s Get Psyched Mix
I Wanna Rock – Twisted Sister
You Give Love a Bad Name – Bon Jovi
Lick It Up – Kiss
Paradise City – Guns N’ Roses
Dancing with Myself – Billy Idol
Rock You Like a Hurricane – The Scorpions
Panama – Van Halen
Talk Dirty to Me – Poison
Thunderstruck – AC/DC
Dr. Feelgood - Mötley Crüe
Round and Round – Ratt

Title:  Joe Esposito – You’re the Best Around. 1984.

I’ve got the power

I need a new Psych Up power song.  Lose Yourself has become cliché.  Fine, a power song is a cliché, but I need the extra psychological training for my No Training Marathon Training Program three-day cram session.  And by cram I mean listen to psych up songs.

I’ve narrowed it down to two songs, although if they both suck (lame and/or cheesy does not equal suck) and you absolutely must recommend another I’m open to suggestions. 

Please vote responsibly.

1. The Warrior – Scandal

Opening Line:  You run, run, runaway.

Chorus:  Bang, Bang, I am the warrior.  Yes I am the warrior.

2.  The Middle – Jimmy Eat World

Opening Line:  Hey, don’t write yourself off yet.

Chorus:  It just takes some time, little girl, you’re in the middle of the ride.  Everything everything will be just fine, everything everything will be all right.

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Title: Snap – The Power. 1990.

I’m glad it’s your birthday

Husband’s birthday gift finally arrived. 

It travelled from China to Alaska to Kentucky to us. 

I need a loan just to cover those carbon offsets. 

It was worth it.

Yes, the engraving is real. 

He calls it The Hulk, which he thinks is hilarious given that it is the size of a loony.

I think he should call it Bruce, given that it is the size of a loony.

Title:  The Beatles – Happy Birthday.  1968.

I ain’t wasting no more time

After a recent date night to see Rock of Ages (side note: as one of only a few audience members not in high school or university in the 80s I haven’t felt that young in years, although I am awaiting the tribute to my formative decade in the form of Grunge, The Musical) and featured in the show is the song I sing to myself at the start of every long run.  I was listening to MiniPops, not Whitesnake, when this song was released but I have discovered a love of 80s hair bands that emerges when I run.  Here I go again on my own …

Now all I need is a wind machine.

Title Reference: White Snake – Here I Go Again.  1982/1987.

Band on the Run: City Streets

This weekend Summer will strike my fair city my city.  Something about heat alerts, stay inside, don’t move unnecessarily.   I will disobey TV and run.  Even though hot runs leave me feeling nauseated and worrisomely red in the face.  I am troubled that this is a sign of things to come.  Bad things.   Hot things.  It’s still June.  Last summer was fantastic.  For runners.  We had eight months of spring.  I ran at 10 am in August.   Of the four million residents I think I ranked number one on the happiness list.  This spring it has rained fire and brimstone and it’s still spring.  My will to run melts with the weakest of sun rays.  It’s summer.  It’s a concrete jungle.  It’s overheated.  I better learn to like it.  Or tolerate it.  No one wants to listen to me complain about the heat for the next four months.  And by no one I mean Husband.  I need to remember why I love the city. 

Lovin’ Spoonful – Summer in the City.  This song may be my summer anthem.  All around, people looking half dead, walking on the sidewalk, hotter than a match head.   I kind of want to cry.  What kind of car to I need to buy to kickstart Global Cooling?

Guns N’ Roses – Paradise CityThe surgeon general says it’s hazardous to breathe.  I’m petitioning for traffic free Sundays.  Can I count on your signature?

We Built This City – StarshipIt’s just another Sunday in a tired old street.  During my Sunday long runs I often feel like the street is new and I’m tired and old.  Good thing they built this city on rock and roll

Boulevard of Broken Dreams – Green Day.  I walk a lonely road, the only one that I have ever known.  Don’t know where it goes, but it’s home to me and I walk alone.  I run alone, I run alone. 

Downtown – Petula Clark.  This playlist is more depressing than intended.  Time to bring out Petula.  Just listen to the music of the traffic in the city.  Linger on the sidewalk where the neon lights are pretty.   That’s better.

The Sunny Side of the Street – The Pogues.  There’s always a sunny side.  I prefer to run in the shade but I try to keep my attitude on the sunny side of the street

Funky Town – Lipps IncA Town to keep me movin’, keep me groovin’ with some energy.  Won’t you take me to Funkeytown.

Electric Avenue – Eddy GrantWe gonna rock down to Electric Avenue.  I think it’s on the bad side of town, so maybe I’ll just rock out to Electric Avenue.

Hot in the City – Billy IdolI’m a-walkin ’til my brain pops.  Hot in the city.  My brain, by the way, pops at 30C.

Where the Streets Have No Name – U2I want to run.  I grew up in a village so small the streets had names but no street signs.  I think people stole them.  

King of Spain – Moxy Fruvos.  Ode to my city.  Once I was the king of Spain and now I vacuum the turf at the Skydome.  Now some of you are probably wondering how I came to be living in Canada after being royalty in Spain.   Should I tell them, guys?   Tell us, King.  I guess you need to listen to the song to find out why.

Band on the Run: The Finish Line

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The last song on your race list.  The one song to get you across the finish line in style.  Or across the finish line in any manner that works, stylish or otherwise.

Europe – The Final Countdown.   No explanation needed.

Sawyer Brown – The Race is On.  Any time I listen to anything remotely country Husband smiles and says, Oh Runshorts, you are such a country girl.  Just because I grew up in farmland where people wore cowboy boots for function AND fashion.  A dress pair and a work pair.  And yes I went to Junior Farmer Dances and I know the lyrics to every Meatloaf song ever recorded.  Junior Farmers love Meatloaf.  I think it has something to do with 12 minute slow dances.  Mock if you will, but sometimes a good country song says everything that needs to be said.  Now the race is on and here comes pride in the backstretch.  

No Time – Guess Who.  Not all my songs are optimistic.  This is a get your ass in gear song.  No time left for you.

Madonna – 4 minutes.  I’m outta time and all I got is 4 minutes.  4 minutes.  Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock.   The song is about a sense of urgency.  Living on borrowed time.  Sound familiar?  It’s called the final kilometre of the race.

End of the Line – Travelling Willburys.  The end is near and you wanted to curl up on the side of the road and cry.  Well it’s all right, we’re going to the end of the line.

Going the Distance – CakeAs they speed thru the finish the flags go down.  He’s going the distance.  Do it.  Go the distance.

Cyndi Lauper – Time After Time.  You may slow down, but just don’t stop.  Then you say go slow, I fall behind, the second hand unwinds.   Add this instead of Girls Just Wanna Have Fun.  You’re welcome.

Rocky Horror Picture Show Cast – Time WarpIt’s astounding.  Time is fleeting.  Let’s do the time warp again.  I’d like to recover that 5-minute port-a-loo break.  Let’s do the time warp again.

Captain & Tennille – Do That to Me One More TimeDo it to me one more time, once is never enough.  No, not that.  This is what you’ll say as you cross the finish line of your first marathon.  Once is never enough. 

Pink Floyd – TimeAnd you run and you run.  Pink Floyd tells us that time passes more quickly as you age.  I think that was an Einstein thing.  Time also passes more quickly during a marathon.  Also an Einstein theory.  

Johnny Cash – 25 Minutes to Go.  Weird that a countdown to an execution is perfectly suited to the last 5K of a marathon.  Now here comes the preacher for to save my soul with 13 minutes to go.

The Ramones – I Wanna Be Sedated20-20-20-4 hours to go.  I wanna be sedated.  I change the words to 20-20-20-4 minutes to go.  And then 20-20-20-4 seconds to go.  It helps.  The drugs help too.

Meatloaf – Paradise By the DashboardSo now I’m prayin’ for the end of time.  To hurry up and arrive.  And yes, I do know all the words to this song.  That wasn’t a lie. 

Mike Doughty – I Hear the BellsI can hear the bells are ringing joyful and triumphant.  You snooze, you lose.  Well I have snost and lost.  I’m pushing through.  I’ll disregard the cost.  I hear the bellsSo fascinating and I’ll slug it out.  I’m sick of waiting.  The finish line bells.  Do you hear them? 

Blondie – One Way or AnotherI’m gonna getcha getch getcha.  Especially if you are in costume.  Or shirtless.  I make it a policy to pass all shirtless costumed runners in the final kilometre. 

Finger 11 – One ThingBetween both these times.  I drew a really thin line.  A finish line. 

Sarah Slean – Lucky MeAnd you’re sad, and you’re sorry.  I may be prone to self-pity at the end of a race.  Like I’m the only person in the race in a world of hurt.  Let it all out what are you running for?  This is your chance, be ready.  Okay, fine.  Onward I go.

Elton John - I’m still Standing.  At kilometre 41.1 I need to have a sense of humour.  I’m still standing.  Feelin’ like I never did.  Lookin’ like a true survivor.  Feelin’ like a little kid.  A kid who has yet to develop fine motor skills o the coordination to move forward in a straight line.  But I’m still standin’.

Green Day – Good Riddance (Time of Your Life) It’s something unpredictable but in the end it’s right.  I hope you had the time of your life.  Seriously, as much as it hurt, I hope you had the time of your life.

p.s.  The suggestion box is open.  Please share your own finish line hits.

Band on the Run: Rained Out

As the saying goes, if you can’t beat ‘em join ‘em.  I love running in the rain but I realize that I am in the minority.   I like racing in the rain but I realize I am probably crazy. 

With April showers an almost guarantee, running in the rain is a training necessity.  Some people may need an extra push to get out the door when the raindrops are falling and the puddles are deepening.  Song writers aren’t much help, with most rainy tunes falling in the slow depressing ballad genre.  Unrequited love.  Love lost.  Tragedy.  Musically, rain and dark times are interwoven.  I’ve sifted through the dreary rainy day songs for you to extract my top selections for your running playlist.   Hopefully these waterlogged lyrics will put a spring in your soggy step.

Please add your rainy day song picks in the comment section below

Singing in the Rain – Cliff Edwards.  An obvious first choice, rain songs don’t get much perkier than this one.  Let the stormy clouds chase everyone from the place.  Come on with the rain.  I’ve a smile on my face.  I walk down the lane with a happy refrain just singin’, singin’ in the rain.  If this song doesn’t chase away your rain clouds … there’s something wrong with you.

Umbrella – Rihanna.  The ella ella ella drives me crazy crazy crazy, but the song was popular enough to monopolize tha airwaves for several months and the beat is runable.  How’s that for an endorsement?

No Rain – Blind Melon.  I may be (okay, I am) reinterpreting the lyrics to suit my own upbeatedness (and my own youthful nostalgia for Blind Melon), but if you selectively pay attention to the two lyrics that mention the word rain it sounds positive.  I like watching the puddles gather rain.  This guys actually starts to complain when there’s no rain.  

Rainy Days and Mondays – Carpenters.  I have a strange affection for The Carpenters.  I even own a tribute album CD.  The song is a little melancholy, but we can all relate to a little melancholy.  You may be down but the run goes on.

Let it Rain – OK Go.   Let it rain, let it pour.  Hallelujah, hallelujah.  A tribute to rain from the group who brought us the treadmill dance.

Lightening Crashes - LiveLike a rollin thunder chasing the wind.  It starts out slow then the power and urgency builds along with your pace.  I was young when this song came out and I didn’t appreciate (or even notice) the life/death juxtaposition.  I was always hopeless with poetry.  This song will give you something to think about on that long rainy run. 

Who’ll Stop the Rain – CCRLong as I remember the rain been coming downTell me, who’ll stop the rain.  Here’s a tip: the faster you run, the faster you finish.

It’s Raining Men – The Weather GirlsHumidity is rising – Barometer’s getting low.  According to all sources, the street’s the place to go!  The weather girls are wise.  When it rains, hit the streets. 

Rainy Day People – Gordon LightfootThe best kind of people are rainy day people.  Remember that next time you’re running in a rainstorm with your running mates.

Here Comes the Rain Again – Eurythmics.  Annie Lennox knows good training.  I want to walk in the open wind.  Every raindrop makes you stronger.

Blame it on the Rain – Milli VanilliGotta blame it on something.  Blame it on the rain.  A bad run in the rain has a built-in excuse clause.  Lip-syncing, on the other hand, has no excuse.

Fool in the Rain – Led Zepplin.  A surprisingly light song from this heavy band.  And I’ll run in th rain ’til I’m breathless, when I’m breathless I’ll run ’til I drop, hey!  This line is in the running for best running in the rain lyric.

Rain – The Beatles.  Short and sweet: Rain, I don’t mind.  Mind over matter.

It’s Raining Again – SupertrampOh no it’s raining again.  Why not mix a little positive into the negative?  C’mon you little fighter and get back up again.  That’s better.

Heading for the Light – Traveling Wilburys.  Hands down the best supergroup ever formed.  And when the rain came down I was nearly drowned I didn’t know the mess I was in.  My shoes are wearing out from walking down this same highway

Raindrops Keep Falling on my Head – BJ Thomas from Butch Cassidy and the Sundance KidI’m never gonna stop the rain by complaining.  It wouldn’t work anyway.

Band on the Run: Over the hill

Hill training.  Love it or hate it or love to hate it, at some point most of us will find ourselves at the bottom of an incline working out a strategy to get to the top without puking.  When you run heavenward pick a song that will level out the steepest slope.  I think I can, I think I can, chugga chugga choo choo.

 

Ain’t No Mountain High Enough – Diana RossIf you ever need a helping hand I’ll be there on the double.  As fast as I can.  Ain’t no mountain high enough.  Diana adds perespective.  No matter how high, it ain’t high enough to keep you down.  Humm.  The ain’t confuses me.  In the line ain’t no mountain, what words are contracted to form ain’t?   Is not no mountain high enough?  So there is a mountain high enough?  

Up – Shania TwainIt’s about as bad as it could be.  Seems everybody’s buggin’ me.  Like nothing wants to go my way– yeah, it just ain’t been my day.  Nothin’s comin’ easily.  Up, up, up.  There’s no way but up from here.  That’s the power of positive thinking.  This woman moved to the alps, so she knows hills.

Mountain Music – Alabama.  The song is about being lazy, but the mountain theme might resonate.  Like grandma and grandpa used to climb as they walked 10 miles to school.  Uphill.  Both ways.  So stop complaining.

Spirit in the Sky – Norman GreenbaumGoin’ up to the spirit in the sky.  Sure the song is about death, but I can make almost anything about running.  It’s catchy and repeats the word up, therefore it is a hill training song.

Get Up, Stand Up – Bob Marley.  Rights, hill repeats, whatever it may be … Get up stand up, don’t give up the fight

When I’m Up – Great Big SeaWhen I’m up I can’t get down.  Get my feet back on the ground.  This song is a surpring boost on a sluggish run.  I’m not entirely sure what the lyrics mean, but I love this song. 

Highway to the Danger Zone – Kenny Loggins.  From the movie Top Gun.  Going up.  Fast.  Revvin’ up your engine.  Listen to her howlin’ roar.  Tom Cruise back before he was a sofa-hopping faux-psychologist mad man.  Tackle those hills, just don’t let your ego is write checks your body can’t cash.  Bonus points if you can name the source of that quote without the aid of a search engine.

Another One Bites the Dust – Queen.  A song for hill repeats.  Ain’t no sound but the sound of his feet.  At the end of every interval, another one bites the dust.  And another one gone.  Another one gone.  I sing this every time I pass a distance marker in a race.  Sometimes out loud.  Yes, that was me.

Top of the World – The Carpenters.  There is something incredibly satisfying about the top of the hill.  Looking down on creation.

Long Way to the Top – ACDC.  Need ACDC say more? It’s a long way to the top.  Might as well rock and roll on the way up.  And party every day.  Oops, scratch that last line.  Wrong song.

Thunder on the Mountain – Bob Dylan.  Double the fun: nice beat for pacing and interesting lyrics.  The sun keeps shining and the North Wind keeps picking up speed.  Gonna forget about myself for a while.  That is exactly why I run.  I need to forget about myself for a while.

Back in the High Life Again – Steve WinwoodIt used to seem to me that my life ran on too fast.  And I had to take it slowly just to make the good parts last.  But when you’re born to run it’s so hard to just slow down.  High life.  Hills.

Run to the Hills – Iron MaidenRun to the hills.  Run for your lives.  It may be a little slow, but rock music is strangely runable.  Run to the hills.

… and of course, I love the Mountains.  Boom dee ah da.  It kinda makes you want to break into song.  What songs did I miss?  I run a lot of hills.  I need more than 13 tunes.

Band on the Run: Going for Gold

Have you caught Olympic Fever?  I try to avoid the contagious bug, but it usually infects me midway through the opening ceremonies.  Although you may not be running for a spot on the podium, we all have our dreams of personal glory.  I, for one, am convinced I am a superstar 100-miler.  I will never run a 100-miler, lest I shatter this conviction.  For the athletic mortals training for the Around the Bay 30K, you really do have a shot at your own gold, silver, or bronze medal this spring.   No matter what your challenge, a little musical motivation before, during, or after your run might just get you one step closer to you sporting goals.    

Get Ready For This – 2 Unlimited.  Since 1991 this chant has echoed in stadiums around the world.  Truthfully, I hate this song.  Are you ready for this?  Not something I want to ask myself at the starting line.  Unless the answer is hell ya. 

Gold Medal – The DonnasCheer on the circus clowns.  The song is title Gold Medal.  Do the lyrics or beat really matter?  [Note: The lyrics are fun and the beat is totally runable]. 

All Fired Up – Pat Benatar.  The first female vocalist featured on MTV with You Better Run (awesome!) gets us all fired up.

Ready to Go – RepublicaOn the rooftops shouting it out.  Baby I’m ready to go.  I’m back and ready to go.  This is one of those songs during which I’m constantly singing the wrong words thinking I’m singing the right words even though 80% of the time I’m not even singing real words. 

Winner Takes it All – Sammy Hagar.  There is more to this song than a truck driving Sylvester Stallone arm wrestling to win his son’s respect. You listen when I say there’s a dream that’s comin’ true today.

Unstoppable – Rascal Flatts (The Olympic Mix).  This is a you can do it despite the odds against you song.  Cheesy, yes.  Motivating, yes.  I particularly enjoy this line, walked down the road a little sideways

Blitzkrieg Bop – RamonesThey’re forming in straight line.  They’re going through a tight wind.  Hey ho, let’s go. Hey ho, let’s go.

We Are the Champions – Queen.  You knew it was coming.

Bachman Turner Overdrive – You Ain’t Seen Nothin’ Yet.   This is my song for kilometre 30.  Just 12.2 more to go.  Ba-ba-bay you just ain’t seen nothing yet.  At 30K I tend towards overconfidence.  I have another song for kilometre 35, but it is considerably less positive.

Nikki Yanofsky – I Believe.  The CTV song of the Vancouver Olympics.  I’m no grammarian, but I’m reasonably certain I believe in the power of you and I is incorrect.  It’s a little slow, way over-played, and will likely be the song of choice for 2010 weddings, but the lyrics do have a gold-hued message.  And she did a bang-up job singing the national anthem during the opening ceremonies.  For my bilingual readers, this song has a Francophone version sung by Annie Villeneuve called J’imagine.

And a final selection from David Foster – Can’t You feel It, performed during the closing ceremonies of the 1988 Olympic games in Calgary.  I love the snowsuits.

Band on the Run: The Bad Day Blues

Sometimes bad runs happen to good people.  On a particularly gruelling slog I’m often motivated by a strange combination of angry songs reinforcing my pain and agony and upbeat songs reminding me that despite my pain and agony I will prevail (you thought I was going to say survive - I resisted, even though I’m not above that level of lameness).  In looking over my list I must conclude that I’m not as angry as I thought.  Seems I’m more into the pick me up out of my slump than I am into angry lyrics pushing me back on track.

Bad Day – Daniel Powter.  Let’s start with the obvious song.  They tell me your passion’s gone away.  Cause you had a bad day. You’re taking one down.  You sing a sad song just to turn it around.  You had a bad day. 

Danger Zone – Kenny Loggins.  I feel the need …. the need for speed.  Take the highway to the Danger Zone.  It’s a fine line between gutsiness and certain death, but walking that line can bring about great results.  Also, the music will make you think about Maverick and Goose and then –SPOILER for the one person who has never seen Top Gun– you’ll think sad thoughts about Goose dying and then you’ll think about Anthony Edwards and then you’ll think about running because Edwards is training for another marathon (NYC) and by the time you get through all that thinking your run will be over.

I Wanna be Sedated – The Ramones.  Hurry hurry hurry before I go insane.  I can’t control my fingers I can’t control my brain.  Hurry hurry hurry before I go loco.  I can’t control my fingers I can’t control my toes.  I wanna be sedated.  Seriously, someone send me something.  It’s been a bad week.

It’s the End of the World (And I Feel Fine) – REM (The Great Big Sea version is more uptempo).  Trying to keep up with the lyrics keeps me occupied for a solid half a kilometre.  I often catch up on the final word of the line, with the odd result of mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble mumble WORD!  Usually out loud, in a squirrel scaring burst of excitement.  My favourite line for running you ask?  Left of west and coming in a hurry with the furies breathing down your neck.

Let’s Hear It For Rock Bottom – The Offspring.  Could you find my motivation?  I can’t see it through this haze.  We’re hitting rock bottom and going down in flames.  Well it’s not that bad.  Erm, I beg to differ.  Going down in flames is most certainly bad.

Mama Said – The Shirelles.  Moms are smart.  I don’t worry ’cause … mama said there’ll be days like this.  There’d be days like this my mama said.  Mama said, mama said.  This is for the c’est la vie runner, which I am most decidedly not.  Yet.   

Que Sera Sera – Doris Day.  See above.  Whatever may be may be.  The future’s not ours to see.  It sounds very Zen.  I’m trying.  But not yet.

So What – Pink.  It’s about a fight and it’s infectious.  The lyrics are kind of … typical Pink.  I got my rock moves and I don’t need you.

Little Miss Can’t Be Wrong – The Spin Doctors.  Hope you hear this song and it pissed you off.  I take back that I hope you are doing fine.  Prove him wrong.

Livin’ on a Prayer – Bon Jovi.  Whoa, we’re half way there, whoa, livin’ on prayer.  We’ve got to hold on ready or not.  You live for the fight when it’s all that you’ve got.  My parents once made the grave mistake of buying me a mini-keyboard.  This is the only song I could play, and by song I mean the chorus, and by chorus I mean the line livin’ on a prayer.  Over and over and over again.  Last musical instrument anyone ever gave me.

Just – Radiohead.  You do it to yourself.  You do.  And that’s what really hurts.  I know, this seemed like a great idea 16 weeks ago.  Five kilometres from the finish line you may be singing a different tune.  You did it to yourself.

Still Standing – Elton John.  Some days you need to grab ahold of every small victory.  Standing upright is better than lying in a heap sobbing at the side of the road.  Don’t you know I’m still standing better than I ever did.  Looking like a true survivor.  Feelin’ like a little kid.  I’m still standing after all this time. 

It Don’t Come Easy – Ringo Starr.  It will soon be over tomorrow.  You know it don’t come easy.

Cut Across Shorty – Eddie Cochran.  Don’t get the wrong idea, I don’t advocate cheating in a footrace…  but when the going gets tough stick to the tangents.  That’s right, cut across shorty.  No point running more than the official distance.

Crazy Train – Ozzy Osbourne.  I’m going off the rails on a crazy train.  At the end of a hard run you may feel a little unhinged.  The moment you find yourself relating to Ozzy you know you’re in trouble but good. 

Wrong – Depeche Mode.  I haven’t stopped singing this since their concert in July (much to Husband’s chagrin).  Every time I skip out early on a party to wake up early for a training run, I’m reminded:  Wrong, there’ something wrong with me.  Chemically.

We Gotta Get Out of This Place – The Animals.  Every race has a soul-sucking dead zone.  No spectators, nothing to look at, just you and your self-doubt.  A dirty old party of the city, where the sun refuses to shine.  We gotta get out of this place.  If it’s the last thing we ever do.

Boulevard of Broken Dreams – Green Day.  Anyone who just missed a goal has walked this street.  The survivor shuffle to the finish line can feel lonely.  The day after when folks don’t quite get why you feel so down can feel lonely.  My shadow’s the only one that walks beside me.

Don’t Fear The Reaper – Blue Oyster Cult.  Unless he’s standing at the 27th kilometre of the Around the Bay road race beckoning you into his graveyard.  Then run like hell to the finish line.

Eye of the Tiger – Survivor.  Is a playlist a running playlist without Eye of the Tiger?  You can’t escape it so you might as well embrace it.  Rocky made it an anthem to runners everywhere and now just a few notes will rise you up, back on the street. 

Break on Through – The Doors.  Try to run, try to hide.  Break on through to the other side.  I don’t know what you’ll find there, but if you are slamming into The Wall who cares?  It can’t be worse than that.

Let it Be – The Beatles.  The tempo is slow, but this is a song for the lyrics.  When I find myself in times of trouble Mother Mary comes to me, speaking words of wisdom, let it be.  Whisper words of wisdom.  Let it be.

Under Pressure – Queen.  Freddy Mercury is like your own personal motivator.  I propose that a Queen tribute playlist could get you from start to finish in style.  Pressure!  Pushing down on me.  Um ba be be.  Um ba ba de.  Ee day da.  Ee day da.  Screaming let me out!  Under pressure!  Another Queen contender is Death on Two Legs, only because it has The Best Title Ever.

We’re Not Gonna Take it – Twisted Sister.  Fight back against the pain and fatigue.  We’re right, we’re free, we’ll fight, you’ll see.  On a white water rafting trip my guide kept mangling the lyrics,  singing we’re not gonna make it, no we ain’t gonna make it.  Now I can’t hear this song without thinking about my certain death by “Greyhound Bus Eater”.  The raft flipped but I survived and the song lives on.

Waterloo – ABBA.  At Waterloo, Napoleon did surrender.  This is your Waterloo.  But think positively, never surrender.  Which is also a song, but one that is too slow and sappy for my playlist (yes, I have a line).  That song, for those of you not a little girl in love with Corey Hart in the 1980s, is Never Surrender.  Thou shalt not judge the 80s. 

Cable Car – The Fray.  Everyone knows I’m in over my head … with eight seconds left in overtime.  Nothing like acknowledging those nagging doubts.  But something about eight seconds left gets me moving.

Hit Me With Your Best Shot – Pat Benatar.  Cool rocker-gal reminds me I’m a  real tough cookie with a long history.  Fire away.

Get Up, Stand Up – Bob Marley.  Get up, stand up.  Don’t give up the fight.   This was the last song Bob Marley performed on stage.  Listen to him say get up stand up twenty-one times (I counted) and you might just get up and go.

Once in a Lifetime – Talking Heads.  The one line that bests all lines in this playlist:  And you may tell yourself, My God, what have I done?  That needs to be on a tee shirt.  If not for that line I would have selected Road to Nowhere.  You can’t go wrong with the Talking Heads. 

Fighter – Christina Aguilera.  Thanks for making me a fighter.  Making me a little bit stronger.  I secretly dislike her singing, but this song is beloved by runners.  This one’s for you.

All These Things I’ve Done – The Killers.  If you can hold on, hold on.  Help me out, yeah-ahah.  You know you gotta help me out.  There’s no shame in asking for help.

Painted Black – The Rolling Stones.  It’s not easy facin’ up when your whole world is black.  When you hear the call from the black pit of despair fight back.  The escalating tempo will help.  Black pit monsters don’t like escalating tempos.  If not the song, take inspiration from the world’s oldest rock band.  They’re still going strong at 478 years of age and you can too.

End of the Line – Travelling Wilburys.  Well it’s all right, sometimes you gotta be strong.  Well it’s all right, doing the best you can.  Well it’s all right, even when push comes to shove.  Well it’s all right, we’re goin’ to the end of the line!  How awesome are the Travelling Wilbury’s?  Very.

Nowhere Fast – The Smiths.  I’d like to drop my trousers to the world.  Hee.  Lie in the middle of the street and die?  Maybe you can relate. 

Lose Yourself – Eminem.  Featuring the two great bad run motivators: Fear and Anger.  Feet fail me not! 

Impression That I Get – Mighty Mighty Bosstones.  I love a big band in suits.  They played the university circuit back in my school-days and it was love at first note.  Have you ever felt a pain so powerful, so heavy you collapse?  Have you ever had the odds stacked up so high, you need a strength most don’t possess?  I never had to knock on wood, but I know someone who has, makes me wonder if I could. 

Message in a Bottle – The Police.  I’m old-school, otherwise I’d pick Rhianna’s S.O.S.  Instead I’ll send an S-O-S to the world.  I hope that someone gets my, I hope that someone gets my, I hope that someone gets my message in a bottle.

I Will Survive – Gloria Gaynor.  Of course this song made the list.  What is the point of a playlist without an eye-rolling injection of cheese?  You know every word and despite your hipster cool, you know it gets you moving.  Put it on your list, I’ll never tell.  xoxoGossip Girl

 

This list was more optimistic than expected.  Please send some angry music my way.

Band on the Run: The Start Line

The Marine Corps Marathon organizers are taking votes to select the song that will kick-off the 2009 race:

Whether it provides inspiration, motivation or just makes you want to get moving, nominate your favorite running song and it could be chosen to start the 2009 MCM.   The top five most nominated songs will be compiled and you will be able to vote for your selection [at the] beginning of September.

 

My iPod is always on shuffle, so when the perfect start up song serendipitously plays as I ready-set-go I start with an extra spring in my step.  I’m not sure which song will win the MCM contest (my money is on Eye of the Tiger), but I present to you 10 deserving ditties to start your next run or race on the right foot. 

If you have any additional suggestions please post them below.  I’m always looking to jazz up my own list.

 

Here I Go Again On My Own – Whitesnake.  Although I train with two run clubs my weekly long runs are usually solo endeavours.  At least once a month this song is the first to play on my iPod.  It’s spooky ’cause it’s true.  Here I go again on my own, going down the only road I’ve ever known. 

Start Me Up – Rolling Stones.  If you start me up I’ll never stop, I’ve been running hot.  The Stones are 310 years old (combined) and cranking out tour after tour; they must be doing something right.  Start me up.

Wanna Be Startin’ Somethin’ – Michael JacksonThis song is so good it has been featured in two of my playlists.  The King of Pop has a way with words.  Remember, the pain is thunder.

Get The Party Started – Pink.  I can go for miles if you know what I mean.  I really don’t know what she means, but I like the line anyway.  Given the surrounding lines I assume she means driving, but why would driving require a “know what I mean”?  To me the “know what I mean” implies she means something other than the obvious - a pop star double entendre - and I don’t know what she really really means.  Of course it was years before I knew what She Bop really meant, so I have a history of naïveté in these matters.

Here It Goes Again – Ok Go.  The treadmill song!  Best video of 2006!  Worthy of multiple exclamation marks!!  It starts out easy, something simple, something sleazy, something inching past the edge of the reserve.  Okay … go!

A Little Less Conversation – Elvis.  This song kicked off the Las Vegas Marathon in 2007 and immediately focused my brain on the task at hand.  A little less conversation a little more action baby.  And yes, I know what this one really means.

I Gotta Feeling – Black Eyed Peas.  Just substitute tonight for today and voila, today’s gonna by a good day.  Today’s gonna be a good good day.  Without substitution, this one works especially well for night races.  As I’m neither hip nor with it, I only recently added gem to my playlist.

Beautiful Day – U2.  Sometimes bad days are still beautiful days.  You’re on the road, but you’ve got no destination.  It’s a beautiful day.  Don’t let it get away.

You Ain’t Seen Nothin’ Yet – Bachman-Turner Overdrive.   She looked at me with big brown eyes and said … you ain’t seen nothin’ yet.  

Don’t Stop Believin’ – Journey.  For reasons I can’t explain, rock power ballads connect with my runner’s soul.  This one in particular sings to me.  Just a small town girl, livin’ in a lonely world.  My world isn’t lonely, but I am (or was) a small town girl taking the midnight train going anywhere.  Some will win, some will lose, some were born to sing the blues.  Oh the movie never ends, it goes on and on and on and on.  When my run goes on and on and on and on it really helps if I don’t stop believin’.  Yes, I hold on to the feelin’.  It works, I swear.

That’s the name of the game

I named my Garmin 405 Miles.  I briefly considered Kyle because it seemed a fitting nickname for Kilometre, but he looks more like a Miles and also I once knew a Kyle and could never stick a beloved device with his name.  I wonder it bothers Miles that I mostly run in metric.  I’ve started to notice curious looks when I talk about Miles.  I say innocent things like “I went on a 20K run with Miles” or “I’d like to leave Miles and home for a run, but I just can’t live, I mean run, without him”.  I don’t always take the time to clarify that I’m talking about my GPS (and when I do clarify the strange look changes to a ‘step back slowly from the crazy lady talking to her watch’ kind of look).  To those not in the know it may seem like I spend a lot of early mornings and late nights with my secret training partner Miles.  It’s just a matter of time before someone finds the courage to tell Husband they think I’m cheating on him.  I do spend a lot of time with Miles, maybe he should be worried.  On the other hand, Husband doesn’t short circuit in the rain.

Once a week I run with Roadrunner (why are all my electronics male?), my cute little red iPod shuffle.  Roadrunner is for running only, not for regular iPoding, and as such the playlist is entirely embarrassing in content.  When Roadrunner joins me for a run I’ll say things like “I took Roadrunner out for a run”.  I do have a confusing tendency to anthropomorphize my electronic devices.  When I say those things the questioning look expresses an unspoken wonder if I have an unlucky dog named after a Warner Brother’s cartoon or if I actually own a bird that goes running with me.  The former would be kind of cruel, the latter would be kind of cool. 

More recently I started test driving the new and improved Nike+ SportBand.  As you may have guessed, I named it Ringo. 

 

Title Reference:  ABBA – The Name of the Game.  From the album The Album.  1977.

Like a rollin’ thunder chasing the wind

This summer the sky over my city is as often lit up by lightning as it is by the rays of the sun.   The flash storms roll in without warning, lightning literally coming out of the blue (check out some cool photos of a recent storm).   I’ve been caught a few times out on a run in the middle of a thunderstorm.  My instinct is set a 5K PB getting myself away from bolts that can melt my shoes.  I’m not an alarmist, but should I be running scared? 

The odds of being struck by lightning in Canada are low, with about 10 deaths and 90-160 injuries per year.  The toll is highest in southern Ontario and among outdoor enthusiasts.  That last part warrants some precautionary measures on my end.  Still, it is rare for a runner to be struck and killed by lightning.  Although it does happen.  Just last week a man was beach jogging in Southern Shores, NC when he was hit and killed by lightning.  Perhaps not surprisingly, most running victims seemed to be on a  beach when they met their electrifying maker.   I’m an urban runner, but my routes occasionally take me to risky areas like open hill tops and waterfront paths.

The 30/30 rule helps you assess the danger level:  Count the time between the thunder and lightning (1 sec = 300 metres, 30 sec = 10K danger zone) and if the bang-flash timing is less than 30 seconds wait until 30 minutes after the last flash and bang before resuming your run.  If you find yourself out in threatening weather the universal advice is to “find safe shelter” (meaning a substantial, enclosed building).  If that’s not an option you want to avoid being near the tallest object around (so stay away from isolated trees and other tall objects), you don’t want to be the tallest object around (so avoid open fields, beaches, and high ground/hills), you don’t want to be near anything that conducts an electrical charge (so stay away from metal objects like poles, fences, gates) and you need to get away from water.  If the weather is really active packs of runners should spread out 3-4 metres.  No outdoor place is 100% safe, but you can easily minimize your risk.   

In 2007 the New England Journal of Medicine published the surprising case of a 37 year old jogger struck by a lightning sideflash (when the lightning jumps from another object, in this case a tree, to the person) while he was out for a run.   The most remarkable part of the story concerns his iPod.  Humans aren’t terribly conductive and lightning will usually “flashover” the surface of the body; however, sweat and metallic objects in contact with the skin can disrupt the flow.

An iPod isn’t a lightning rod (it won’t attract lightning), but wearing one can make a bad situation worse.  If you are already unlucky enough to get hit, the iPod adds insult to injury when the wires interrupt skin resistance to the electrical current.  During a flashover the iPod, against sweaty skin, draws in the current and, in the jogger’s case, directed the current right through his head.   The jogger had burns along his chest, neck, and ears following the path of the headphone wire.  His eardrums were ruptured, the tiny bones in his ear that conduct sound were dislocated, and he has severe conductive hearing loss.  His jaw broke, possibly due to electrically generated muscle contractions.  He survived, but his outcome would have been brighter if he hung up his headphones. 

Lessons Learned:  In addition to the helpful advice about seeking shelter or minimizing risk if shelter is not available, the teched-out runner is reminded to remove all conductive materials from their body.  Music players/headphones and cellphones are known hazards.  I haven’t yet heard of any Garmin related lightning injuries.  Yet.  Miles (my Garmin) tends to lose consciousness in rainy weather, so he already stays at home during storms.

 

Title Reference:  Live – Lightning Crashes.  From the album Throwing Copper.  1995.

Band on the Run: O Canada

Celebrate Canada’s birthday with a Made in Canada Running Playlist.  A little homegrown talent to inspire the true north strong and free as we run above the 49th parallel.  From the 1950s to the hitmakers of today this musical journey features a selection of our Northern Stars.   They may be over the top (Celine), overplayed (Nickleback), splitzville (BNL), or relatively unknown outside the border (Hip), but the nostalgia rooted in homespun familiarity is surprising motivating.  So flashback to your favourite Dominion Days and go on a birthday run with some red and white beats moving your feet.  Bonne fête du Canada. 

[Click the title to listen to the song]

1958.  Walking Along – The Diamonds.  In the great tradition of stealing doowop songs The Diamonds had a hit with Walking Along.  To be fair, one of their few original songs, The Stroll, was also one of their highest chart-toppers.  This is as soda shop era as it gets, walking along just feeling glad, singing a song I won’t be sad.

1962.  I’ve Been Everywhere – Hank SnowListen bud, I’ve traveled every road in this here land.  I’ve been everywhere man.  My nana adored Hank Snow and, I admit, I get a kick out of his rapid-fire city naming.    The “singing ranger” persuaded the Grand Ole Opry to allow a then undiscovered Elvis Presley to perform as his opening act and was part of The King’s original management team.  Now that’s cool. 

1965.  Walk That Walk – David Clayton Thomas and The Shays.  Before joining Blood, Sweat, and Tears – just based on the name alone this group should be in every running playlist – he had a couple of hits on his own.

1968.  Born to be Wild – SteppenwolfGet your motor running’.  Head out on the highway.  Lookin’ for adventure or whatever comes my way.  Fartlek through the riff.

1968.  The Weight – The Band.  This song supposedly has layers of meaning, but I was always the one in English class thinking some things should be taken at face value.  Whatever this songs “really” means, as a post-run lyric take a load off fannie speaks to me.

1969.  Snowbird – Anne Murray.  A winter runner’s lament – spread your tiny wings and fly away and take the snow back with you where it came from on that day.   I haven’t heard this song in years, I was surprised by the quickness of the rhythm. 

1970.  No Time – The Guess Who.   No time left for you.  Distant roads are calling me.   Legend has it the band released a single with no name, just the teaser “Guess Who?”;  DJs thought it was their name and it stuck.   The DJs were on to something – it sure beats Chad Allen and The Expressions.

1972.  Bad Side of the Moon – April Wine.   At times during a run you may find yourself on the bad side of the moon.  It helps to chant this is my life, this is my life, this is my life ad nauseum.  Really, it does.

1974.  Carefree Highway –  Gordon Lightfoot.  PMS: Post Marathon Syndrome.  The mornin’ after blues from my head down to my shoes.

1974.  Takin’ Care of Business – Bachman-Turner Overdrive.   The training never seems to end, but at least you can take care of business while listening to music self-described as overdrive.  I can use a little overdrive on some of my tempo runs.

1975.  Big Yellow Taxi – Joni Mitchell.  A political contribution to the list.  Outdoor runners need trees and trails, not parking lots.   Put away the DDT now.  Put spots on my apples, but leave me the birds and the bees now.

1977.  We’re Here for a Good Time – TrooperWe’re here for a good time, not a long time.  If the optimism of this ditty is too much for you, go for Raise a Little Hell instead. 

1979.  Log Driver’s Waltz – Mountain City Four.  You think trail running is tough, imaging running along logs as they float down rivers?  For he goes birling down a-down a white water.  And yes, the word is birling.  It’s a sport, for reals.  I highly recommend you click the link and watch the video; kids of the 80s will remember the National Film Board short airing between Saturday morning cartoons  and everyone else should watch one of the NFB’s most requested films at least once.  It starts out with real footage before breaking into the best of 1970s animation. 

1979.  Hey Hey My My – Neil Young. It’s better to burn out than too fade away?  Goes against the conservative approach of starting slow, but there’s definitely a time and a place to go for gold even if you risk a magnificent flame-out.  (For those expecting it, Long May You Run was too slow to make the cut.)

1981.  Magic Power – TriumphI’ve got the magic power of music in me.

1981.  My girl (gone, gone, gone) – Chilliwack.  I like to listen to this one at the end of my long runs:  gone gone gone she’s been gone so long.  She didn’t have to run.  Gone gone gone she’s been gone so long.

1981.  Turn Me Loose – LoverboyI was born to run, I was born to dream.  Turn me loose.  Picture yourself on the starting line ready to go, ready to turn loose.

1982.  The Safety Dance – Men Without HatsCause your friends don’t dance and if they don’t dance well they ain’t no friends of mine.  We can dance real neat from our hats to our feet and surprise ‘em with a victory cry.  It’s upbeat and it’s about moving your feet, what more do you want?

1984.  Hallelujah – Leonard Cohen.  The original recording artist, now with over 200 cover versions.  They say you find religion battling those finish line demons; here’s a song to help you pray.

1985.  Never Surrender – Corey Hart.  I had a Corey Hart poster on my wall and I wore my sunglasses at night.  It was the 80s and I was a kid, don’t judge.  Despite the slow tempo, never surrender is surprisingly motivational.  So if you’re lost and on your own you can never surrender.  And if your path won’t lead you home you can never surrender.  With a little perseverance you can get things down.  Never surrender.  It’s a great line for a t-shirt.

1985.  Situation Critical – Platinum BlondeI’m on the roam.  And I like it.  I train to avoid a situation critical, like the kind that hits around mile 20.

1986.  Marathon – Rush.  Sometimes song choices are obvious for a reason:  best race lyrics ever.  It’s a test of ultimate will, the heartbreak climb uphill.  Got to pick up the pace, if you want to stay in the race.

1986.  Baby Ran – 54-40.  As a idealistic pre-teen I listened to One Gun over and over, but it’s Baby Ran that makes my playlist.  Aside from the obvious baby ran, she ran so far away, there is a steady beat for your tired feet.  Fifty-four forty or fight!

1988.  My Song – Glass TigerI want to sing my song, it takes me home to where I come from.  He’s singing my dream: I’ve left it all behind me to travel the distant roads so far from my homeland.

1989.  Blow at High Dough – Tragically HipSometimes the faster it gets the less you need to know.  But you gotta remember the smarter it gets the further its gonna go.  Rumour has it the expression came from Gord Downie’s grandmother and it basically means don’t get ahead of yourself.   Runner’s translation: don’t jackrabbit out of the gate and lose steam before the finish. 

1989.  Let Your Backbone Slide – Maestro Fresh Wes.  This is a throw-down, a showdown.  Hell no, I can’t slow down.  Let your backbone sliiiiide

1990.  Home for a Rest – Spirit of the WestYou’ll have to excuse me I’m not at my best (I know those fans along the side of the course telling me I look good are lying).  Too much drinking, too much running … whatever your vice you probably need a rest.  Take me home.

1991.  Walk Away – Alanis.  Before she was Alanis Morissette she was willing to leave Joey How You Doin’ Tribbiani if he didn’t shape up.  It’s peppy and upbeat and it’s about walking away, which is almost about running.  Fine, it’s a stretch, but post-bubblegum pop Alanis with the Morissette is too much of a downer for my playlist.

1991.  Superman’s Song – Crash Test Dummies.  A slow song, this one is best for winding up before a tough effort.   Their planet crumbled, but Superman he forced himself to carry on, forget Krypton, and keep going.   All I have to complain about is getting up early to run, this song reminds me to suck it up.

1991.  No Regrets – Tom Cochrane.  You can’t go wrong if you live your life with no regrets

1993.  My Baby Loves a Bunch of Authors – Moxy Fruvous.  Political satire set to music.  This one is for those of you that don’t just run, but like to read about running.

1995.  Run Runaway – Great Big Sea.  Energetic folk rock with a sea shanty vibe.  All their songs are awesome, so take your pick.

1998.  Who Needs Sleep? – Barenaked Ladies.  Dedicated to the early morning runners and the over-training insomniacs.  (p.s. Dear Ed, I’ve loved you since 1992.  Don’t tell Husband.  Sincerely, RunShorts.)

1998.  Run Like Mad (Elsewhere) – Jann ArdenEvery voice inside my head is telling me to run like mad.  I watched Dawson’s Creek (and in the Pacey-Dawson showdown I was rooting for Pacey all the way) and only recently discovered that this was the original US and the ultimate international edition theme song. 

2000.  Life – Our Lady PeaceLife waiting for you.  It’s all messed up but we’ll survive.  This is a song for The Wall.

2001.  Cigarettes and Chocolate Milk – Rufus Wainwright.  Skip the cigs, but reach for the chocolately milk.  It’s great for post-run refuleing.

2002.  Open Road – Bryan Adams.  You were expecting Run To You, no?  I’m not always predictable.  Bryan Adams is still rocking in the new millenium and Open Road features his sexy rasp.  Life is an open road – it’s the best story never told.  It’s an endless sky – it’s the deepest sea.  Life is an open road to me.  When I’m famous and in need of an autobiography Open Road is in the running for the title.

2002.  Up – Shania Twain.  When you hit bottom remind yourself, it can only go up from here.

2003.  Time Running – Sara and Tegan.  The indie pop twins got their start in a city talent show called Garage Warz – sounds like one of those shows on TLC.  The time you’ve got me running.

2004.  Mushaboom – Feist.  This song is randomly sprinkled with awesome running lyrics.  Old dirt road, knee deep snow.  On a little road barely on the map.   Collect the moments one by one.  I love a good tune about taking the time to enjoy it all.  Shaboom shaboom.

2006.  Bridge to Nowhere – Sam Roberts.   If this is a race then I hope you come last.  You’re on a bridge to nowhere and you’re gettin’ there fast.  It’s not all rainbows and cotton candy, some days are hard.

2006.  Keep Holding On – Avril Lavigne.  I’m as shocked as anyone to find Avril singing such a motivational, non-teen angst ridden, pop rock power ballad.  Just stay strong.  Keep holding on.

2007.  Walls Fall Down – Bedouin Soundclash.  Any song about breaking down walls is bound to be helpful eventually.

2006.  Don’t Get Down – Hayden.  As Rachel Green would say, and Ross Gellar would misunderstand, this is a song for when you need a break. 

2006.  Sunday Morning – k-osEvery day is Saturday night, but I can’t wait for Sunday morning.  The morning of my long run.  I can’t wait for Sunday morning.

2007.  No Cars Go – Arcade Fire.  I’d like to find a place where no cars go.  It would be my smog-free utopia.  I need a replacement for the island, at least until my city-wide strike ends.

2008.  My Happy Place – The New Odds.   The New Odds are the old Odds and now they have a happy place.  Playing the Corner Gas theme song probably helped pay for it.

O Canada.  Oh no?  Did I miss your Canadian super group?  Let me know.

 

Title Reference:  Sir Adolphe-Basile Routhier (lyrics) & Calixa Lavallée (music). 1880 (English lyrics written in 1908 by Robert Stanley Weir).