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I love the mountains

I love campfire songs, campfire or no campfire.  More often no campfire.  Now I call them road trip songs.  The people driving the ten hours with me to run Marine Corps just had a horrified moment of regret.   I am not, how shall I say, going to win a reality TV show contest for singing.  I am, however, self-aware enough to avoid the audition process and a humiliating clip in the outtake show during which my countrymen shake their collective heads wondering how can she not know she can’t sing?  Shouldn’t someone tell her?  Answer, they did, at a very early and emotionally scarring age.    

I Love the Mountains.  Mostly I just like singing boom dee ah dah over and over and over and over, until Husband loses his ever loving mind.   I love the mountains so much that this song became trapped in my brain during last week’s speed training session.  Boom dee ah dah on loop as I ran around a never-ending 400 metre loop.  As I ran in circles it occurred to me that this would be a nice song to get me over those not so flat routes … “I love the mountains, I love the rolling hills”.  I’m going to sing it on my way up up up to the Marine Corps finish line, which, I’m told, is at the top of will-sucking mountain.

I also love that you can change the I love the Mountains lyrics to say pretty much anything you want.   

I love the big hills.
I love the pouring rain.
I love the sore feet.
I love the muscle strains.
I love the long runs.
Crossing the finish line.

Boom dee ah dah. Boom dee ah dah.
Boom dee ah dah. Boom dee ah dah.
Boom dee ah dah. Boom dee ah dah.
Boom dee ah dah. Boom dee ah dah.

p.s. Discovery Canada’s reinvention of this oldie is pretty cool.  It kinda makes you wanna break into song.  This commercial is the reason the song became trapped in my head during last week’s track workout.

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.

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).

Band on the Run: The Day The Music Died

The self-proclaimed King of Pop ruled the airwaves before spiralling from his throne amidst bizarre appearance changes, creepy allegations, and freakish reclusivity.  Although becoming a tragic figure in his latter years, I still fondly remember MJ at the top.  I spent the early 80s moonwalking, doing the zombie dance in the schoolyard, and coveting my classmate’s pleather dress with a glittery Thriller scrawled across the torso.   Before ”Wacko Jacko” became a tabloid joke, he was the unrivaled musical phenomenon of my generation and still boasts the best-selling album of all time.  I have it on vinyl, the cover featuring Jackson in a white leisure suit sporting a long-forgotten normal looking nose, somewhere in my makeshift storage unit otherwise known as my parent’s basement.  His death came as a surprise to fans around the world, particularly the 750,000 holding tickets to his much-anticipated upcoming London shows.  A Michael Jackson concert has always been my top choice for show I’d pay the extortionary Ticketmaster charges to attend.  I admit, for a moment I secretly wondered if he faked his own death, Elvis-style, to avoid his creditors and the paparazzi that followed his every moonwalk.  Conspiracy theories aside, no way would he abandon Bubbles the Chimp and his three children.  His death is a sad end to a very strange life.

In tribute to MJ and his vocally blessed family, I present you with my top ten picks for the Jackson tunes that should grace your running playlist.

Can You Feel It – The Jacksons.  The perfect pre-race single.  The whole world is coming together now.  Can you feel it?

Wanna Be Startin’ Somethin’ – Michael Jackson.  A starting line song to get your engine revvin’.  Yeah yeah.

Bad – Michael Jackson.  Well they say the sky’s the limit and to me that’s really true, but my friend you have seen nothing.  Just wait ’til I get through . . . because I’m bad, I’m bad.  You know it.  Now get your bad self to the finish line.

Runaway – Janet Jackson.  Okay, sometimes I listen to songs when I run simply because the word run is in the title.   A little not-so-subtle motivation.  This one is for you Husband, runaway with me my love.

ABC – Jackson 5.  A dose of optimism can go a long way on a long run.  Easy as ABC.  Simple as do re mi.  Shake it, shake it baby, come on now.

Beat It – Michael Jackson.  You better run, you better do what you can.

Control – Janet Jackson.  I’m in control, never gonna stop.  Control to get what I want.  Just watch out for those nipple slips.

Don’t Stop ‘Til You get Enough – Michael Jackson.  Keep on with the force, don’t stop.  Don’t stop ’til you get enough.  Hopefully “enough” kicks in after the finish line.

Blame it on the Boogie – The Jacksons.  A post-run bag full of performance excuses.  Don’t blame it on the sunshine.  Don’t blame it on the moonlight.  Don’t blame it on the good times.  Blame it on the boogie.  But my favourite?  I just can’t control my feet.

Thriller – Michael Jackson.  If you don’t know why this song is on my list, read this.  I see dead people.

R.I.P. M.J.

 

Title Reference:  Don McLean – American Pie.  From the album American Pie.  1971.

Band on the Run: The Telly Edition

Little ditties from the ghosts of TV past are the perfect pick-me-up when your legs resist all movement.  The Small Screen Theme Song genre of running playlist tunes is largely overlooked; but runners are missing out on a goldmine of inspirational beats for the feet.  Simplistic and repetitive jingles, the attraction is in the familiarity.  Surrounding yourself in well-known lyrics and melodies readily removes your mind from the grueling task at hand and takes you back to your comfy sofa and dear old friends.  As Homer Simpson sagely advises, the answer to life’s problems aren’t at the bottom of a bottle, they’re on TV.
 

Top 20 TV Theme Songs for Runners*

Road Runner – The Road Runner Show.  I named my iPod Roadrunner for a reason.  Just runnin’ down the road’s his idea of having fun.

MacGyver Theme Song – MacGyver.  The guy could do anything, get through any impossible situation, with a shoelace, a safety pin and a Swiss army knife.  If Mac’s can-do spirit isn’t motivation enough, maybe you’ll find some inspiration in this jazzy tune with the escalating tempo.

Believe It or Not – The Greatest American Hero.  A song that perfectly captures finish line bliss.  Look at what’s happened to me, I can’t believe it myself.  Suddenly I’m up on top of the world.  Now show off that hard-earned medal.
 
Wonder Woman – Wonder Woman.  This one is for the ladies dressed in satin tights.  All the world’s waiting for you and the power you possess.  Armed with your FuelBelt instead of a golden belt of cunning and strength, you are ready to take on any distance.
 
Love is All Around – The Mary Tyler Moore ShowYou’re gonna make it after all.  A surefire power song for those last few kilometres.
 
One Day at a Time – One Day at a Time.  A sometimes much needed reminder to embrace every moment of your run.  This is it.  This is life, the one you got, so go out and have a ball.  So up on your feet
 
Suicide is Painless – MASH.  At first glance this seems a strange pick, but the song makes me feel strong and invincible.  Through early morning fog I see visions of the things to be, the pains that are withheld for me, I realize and I can see
 
With a Little Help From My Friends – Wonder Years.  Few of us would ever get to the starting line without help, support, and words of encouragement from our friends.  That delicious pasta dinner, the early nights, a simple ‘you are awesome’ when you feel decidedly not awesome, and a friendly face taking your photo as you run through the wall.  We get by with a little help from our friends.
 
Sesame Street – Sesame Street.  A little dose of nostalgia never hurts, especially when you hurt all over.  It’s a song about a street, a street filled with happy people on some sort of marvellous drug.  A song about a street makes it a song about running, sorta.

It’s a Different World – A Different WorldHere’s our chance to make it, if we focus on our goals.  A Jello pudding huckster can’t be wrong.
 
Making Our Dreams Come True – Laverne & Shirley.  This duo sure knew the power of positive self talk.  Never heard the word impossible.  This time there’s no stopping us.  We’re gonna do it.  On your mark, get set, and go now, got a dream and we just know now, we’re gonna make our dream come true

Cosy in the Rocket – Grey’s AnatomySet the fuse to go, go, go.   You heard him, go, go, go!
 
Where Everybody Knows Your Name – Cheers.  Okay, this one is a blatant shout out to folks trying to achieve a Boston qualifying time or those training for the Boston Marathon (or perhaps those running the Boston Marathon – although if you are running Boston put those headphones away and listen to everybody).  If you wear it on your shirt, you’ll discover they really do.
 
I’m Always Here – Baywatch.  The Baywatch theme brings up one timeless image: slo-mo running into a wind machine.  Don’t Hassel the Hoff, heed his wise words: in us we all have the power.
 
I’m No Superman – ScrubsYou’ve crossed the finish line.  Won the race but lost your mind.  Don’t worry; it will come back with some carbohydrates and rest.
 
Theme from Beverly Hills, 90210 – Beverly Hills, 90210.  Nothing outcools Brandon’s cheeky double upper cut in the upbeat opening sequence.  When the going gets tough ask your self, WWBD (what would Brandon do)?
 
Frolic – Curb Your Enthusiasm.  A big-band sounding instrumental song with a most excellent title.

Little Boxes – Weeds.  One for the anti-suburbanites (or for the not easily offended suburbanites).  If you take insult to the notion that you live in a ticky-tacky house avoid.  If you like to look down your nose at ticky-tacky boxes on the hillside download and enjoy.  Unlike many theme songs, this one gives you a little something to think about as you run around the neighbourhood.

It’s a Jungle Out There – Monk.  It really is a jungle out there.  ‘Nuf said.

Think – Jeopardy.  If you think that time is running out you just might run faster.

* In no particular order.

Band on the Run: The Poptart Edition

Thou shalt not judge another runner’s playlist.  On every song list, amongst all the hipster beats, lurks a track embarrassing in its decade, cheesiness, divaness, or pre-teeniness.  Today’s playlist pays homage to poptart musicians and their bubblegum hits.  The infectious chorus and catchy hooks readily lend themselves to a 42.2 km ordeal.  Something about manufactured artists and their cloying lyrics (when you seem to know every single word despite never having made a conscious effort to learn, let alone listen to, the song) is a blessed distraction as one gets into wall territory.  The simple uptempo hits contrast well with the arduous task at hand.  Sometimes an angry heavy metal beat will drive you forward, but other times a teen idol with questionable vocal talent and an annoyingly catchy tune will do the same.  Although often rejected as quickly as they were embraced by a fickle public, for better or worse these hits and hitmakers are a part of our musical zeitgeist.  Now these pop tunes have found a new life in many running playlists (be it proudly or secretively) . 
 
 
Stronger – Britney Spears.  She may be a tabloid mess, but the girl has one helluva motivational line.  Now I’m stronger than yesterday, now it’s nothin’ but my way. 

Walking on Sunshine – Katrina and the Waves.  The power of positive thinking.  I’m walking on sunshine and don’t it feel good.   It’s not a question, it’s a statement: don’t it feel good!

Micky – Toni Basil.  The lyrics are lame (you’re so fine you blow my mind), but the song earns a spot for the so-bad-it’s-good cheerleading video.  Three kilometres from the end we can all use a little rah rah sis boom bah to put the kick back in our step.

Ray of Light – Madonna.  She’s the fast girl your mother warned you about.  Quicker than a ray of light she’s flying.

Beat It – Michael Jackson.  Listen to the wise MJ: you better run, you better do what you can.

Girls Just Wanna Have Fun – Cyndi Lauper.  They just wanna.  Miles and miles of fun.

Wake Me Up Before You Go Go – Wham.  When I’m delusionally tired this song makes me go-go faster in the hope that I can outrun it.  Jitterbug into my brain, goes a bang-bang-bang ’til my feet do the same. 

Dressed for Success – Roxette.  This is the ultimate starting line song.  Decked out in your spiffy high tech race day gear you are dressed for success.  Shaping up for the big time baby.

Walk Like an Egyptian – The Bangles.  Form is everything.  Slide your feet up the street bend your back.  Shift your arm then you pull it back.

SexyBack – Justin Timberlake.  Runners everywhere, we’re bring sexy back.  Yeah. 

Step by Step – New Kids on the Block.  When the going gets tough, take it step by step, ooh baby.

I lost myself in a familiar song

Before my first marathon the band played a song that completely captured the moment for me.  To this day when I hear that song I think about that marathon.  I get a little spring in my step whenever it plays.  For every marathon since I have serendipitously found a song that has become my theme song for that marathon.  I don’t look for a song, but one always finds me.  My Boston Marathon theme song was no exception.  Remarkably, for three weeks in a row before my early morning long run, I woke up to the same song playing on Q107 (I can’t wake up to beep-beep-beep before a long run, not if I want to be in any sort of pleasant mood.  So yes, I wake up to “classic” rock.  And yes, this is a disturbing statement about my advancing age).  Quite unbelievably, that song I woke up to time and time again up to is performed by the band Boston.  Not only that, but it’s a great song.  Rolling Stone included this song in their list of the 500 Greatest Songs of All Time.  The guitar playing at the start of the chorus completely energizes me – it has the perfect escalating tempo.  More importanty, the words speak to me.  The title of this little piece of musical magic is More Than a Feeling.

A band named Boston.  A chorus that summarizes almost every description I’ve ever read about the Boston Marathon experience – it’s more than a feeling.  I know marathon music kismet when I hear it.  As I’m apt to do around marathon time, I took it as a sign and declared More Than a Feeling my Boston Marathon theme song and added it as go to song on my running playlist.

I woke up this morning and the sun was gone,
Turned on some music to start my day.
I lost myself in a familiar song,
I closed my eyes and I slipped away.
It’s more than a feeling (more than a feeling)
When I hear that old song they used to play (more than a feeling).
I begin dreaming (more than a feeling)

Title Ref:  Boston – More Than A feeling.  From the album Boston.  1976.

You’re so vain, you probably think this song is about you

The songs on my running playlist are selected more for the lyrics than the tempo.  I like upbeat music, but 30K of oomcha oomha oomcha oomcha would make me lose. my. mind.  Luckily (or not), I’m completely amusical and so the tempo doesn’t really mess with my running rhythm.  I can (and do) run to any kind of music.  I prefer running songs that are at least a wee bit energetic, don’t misunderstand, but I also like a song with a message.  I need to run to songs that speak to me.  Motivate me.  Build my confidence.  Stroke my ego.

Since I started listening to music on the run I’ve discovered that I become terribly impressed with myself during long runs (maybe it happens on short runs too, but I only listen to music on long runs).  I hypothesize that there is a strong correlation between my glucose levels and my self satisfaction – the more glucose depleted I become the more amazing I think I am.  For some people this happens when they drink.  I think I may have uncovered the secret of the mythical “runner’s high” – it has nothing to do with endorphins, rather it is a state of euphoric delusion brought on by a brain bonking from lack of glycogen. 

In my own deluded state I believe the people on my iPod are singing not directly to me, but about me.  The Police are right, every little thing I do is magic.  My face is a map of the world, is a map of the world.  Ain’t nothin’ gonna break my stride, nobody gonna slow me down.  My hips don’t lie.  I’ve got to have faith faith faith.  Here I go again on my own, going down the only road I’ve ever known.  I’m simply the best – better than all the rest.  You get the point.  It’s all about me me me.

Title Reference: Carly Simon – You’re So Vain. From the album No Secrets. 1972.

This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo

A few years ago Nike came up with a brilliant marketing hook for the Nike+ system: The PowerSong.  It’s that one song that will give you a boost when you need it the most (like when you are running, or shuffle-running as the case may be, into the metaphorical wall).

According to The Nike Running Blog, these are the 10 most popular PowerSongs:
1. Eye of the Tiger
2. Pump it
3. Here it Goes Again
4. Lose Yourself
5. Stronger
6. Till I Collapse
7. SexyBack
8. Remember the Name
9. Gonna Fly Now
10. Move Along

I admit it, #4 is MY PowerSong.  I used to call it my Boston Qualifying Song.  Now I call it my Survive Boston Song.  When my mind is at war with itself (stop, don’t stop, stop, don’t stop, stop and I mean it, no – never) nothing gets me on pace again like Lose Yourself.  The words speak to me and I listen.

Truly, does it get much more motivating than this?

So here I go it’s my shot.
Feet fail me not,
Cause this may be the only opportunity that I got.

 
You need to pick and choose a little, but the lyrics are surprisingly appropriate for marathoning.  The words and the escalating tempo go straight to that motivation centre of my brain.

Look, if you had one shot, or one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted – One moment
Would you capture it or just let it slip?

You better lose yourself in the music, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo

Title Reference: Eminem – Lose Yourself. From the soundtrack 8 Mile. 2002.

Crank Up myPod

I used to be a low tech runner.  Past tense.  Then my husband bought me an adorable little iPod shuffle.  Sound familiar?  Roadrunner (that’s the name of my shuffle) is racing-stripe red and holds a playlist that took me months of trial and error to perfect.

Much as I love Roadrunner, I don’t want to become a runner that can only run with music.  My Garmin dependency is enough in the way of gear addiction.  So, I’ve developed a set of Roadrunner Rules to which I strictly adhere:

  1. Music is for solo running only.  Yes, that means if even one other person* joins me on my run the Roadrunner stays home (*to whom I’m not married).
  2. No music during high intensity running (like tempo runs, hills, speed intervals).
  3. No music on runs less than 16 km.
  4. No music during races. Except as a backup when the going gets tough.

I’ve only had to invoke the Rule 4 exemption twice.  The first time was during a 30K race in August when the timing (evening run) and heat (I’m part penguin) turned me into an icky gooey mess. For the first time ever I contemplated a DNF.  At one point I looked at the benches along the route and quite rationally thought it would be a good idea to plop down until someone I knew ran by, at which point I would easily get up (in theory) and run to the finish with them.  Like the Hare who lost to the Tortoise, just a little nap along the way.  That day those earbuds were in at kilometer 8.  That’s also the day I threw up at the finish line.  The second time was during a 50K ultramarathon in 32C weather in June (before summer acclimatizing was complete) with a gorgeous blazing hot sun relentlessly beaming down on me.  With the aid of many ice cubes down my top, shorts, and anywhere else I could fit them I lasted until about 43K before numbing the pain and ignoring the delirium with music.

Following the rules means that I typically only listen to music on solo endurance runs.  BF (before roadrunner) I thought that the music would mess up my rhythm and take away from the experiential aspects of my long runs, but as it turns out I’m not bothered much by the beat (it certainly helps that I usually can’t find the beat anyway).  But I’m all about the lyrics.  Sometimes I tune in to the music, sometimes the music is background noise to the thoughts in my head, and sometimes the music and the thoughts in my head mingle.  And when I really, really need it, that racing-stripe red music box is a life-saving (I exaggerate, make that a run-saving) distraction device.