July 29, 2006

A Rush for Tomorrow Morning

Running… sometimes I think it is a sickness. The secretary at the kids’ school is a runner and while we were working the money room at the last big fundraiser this past January, holed up in the back, not seeing sunlight for what felt like three days, a song would come on the radio and she and I would immediately say, ‘I could run to this!’

It was so odd to find someone who related. We still laugh about it. And we compare running injuries too. I’m not sure that is a good thing…

I need the music to run now. I didn’t used to, but I hate it worse now than I did then… and the music seems to quell the pain of running. I can push through anything if I can zen out to the music. I actually *think* with the music on… but I just need the instrumentation and rhythm to push me through, the words sometimes as well.

And I have to run. I have to run whether it is from my inner demons or towards my brass ring that is not made of brass, but rather made of unobtainium. I must. It keeps me sane. It keeps an inner peace. It keeps the bad at bay. I need the endorphin rush.

I’ve been running off and on for nearly 15 years now. The elliptical machine has saved my knees although I suspect my left knee will give on me first. I think swelling to twice its size, which has not happened in three years, thankfully, is a good indication that all is not right.

But it has become my mental addiction. I crave the run. I crave the endorphin rush. I must have it. It is my drug. It is my sanity. And the music goes with it hand in hand.

I have spent the last two days updating my iPod with music I’ve not been able to add for computer reasons, as in I’ve been having technical problems.

And you know that you might be addicted when… you absolutely cannot wait for the next run because of the new music you can run to!

Holy crap. I’m so excited I’m beside myself. I said to my husband in the car tonight, “I cannot wait to go running tomorrow morning!!! I have some new music I cannot wait to run to!” He looked at me as if I might be insane.

But it is true… I cannot wait until tomorrow’s run… Blue October, REM, Cold Play, Ben Folds Five, Blink 182, Maroon 5… just to name a few. I cannot wait.

Posted by Boudicca at July 29, 2006 09:58 PM | TrackBack

Don't forget Panic at the Disco...I think you'd like them

Posted by: Sissy at July 29, 2006 10:33 PM

Is that the video we watched?

Posted by: Bou at July 29, 2006 11:05 PM

God I so miss all those feelings!

The excitement of anticipation. The release as you stretch out the muscles during warm up. The exuberance as you begin. The intensity and focus as you get through the physical hurdles and go onto new threshholds. The relief as you hit the cool down and the feeling of zen, accomplishment and satisfaction when you've successfully completed a run!


Posted by: michele at July 30, 2006 12:33 AM

I miss running sometimes - my knee, however, does NOT. :( It's wrecked for any type of impact activity. That's why I'm so excited to have my n ew Aquatic Center membership - I can SWIM!!!

Posted by: Lisa W. at July 30, 2006 06:37 AM

Just some friendly advise my dear. Start looking NOW for something you can get as much out of as running. I had to stop running 12 years ago, (knees and shin splints). Luckily I found out, if done with the same intensity and some great music workin' the machines at the gym took me to the same place mentally. Not for everyone, but just in case...

And I can't WAIT to get back to the gym. Soon.....very soon.....

Posted by: Tammi at July 30, 2006 07:14 AM

Panic at the Disco- I love them...at first I didn't...but the beat grew on me...


Posted by: Rave at July 30, 2006 10:03 AM

Yes, Bou...that's the video we watched.

Posted by: Sissy at July 30, 2006 03:24 PM

i have my "Gym" playlist on my iPod

Posted by: wRitErsbLock at August 1, 2006 09:16 AM