I set out on the venerable treadmill today, with fairly low expectations. I have been so tired, and have been battling a persistent sharp pain in my stupid right hip, so I thought, right, just get on and do 30 minutes of whatever. Whatever is better than nothing, always. This is a major recent revelation to me.
I ended up doing my full hour. Three-quarters of a mile less than I normally do, but far past what I thought I could do. I was very happy.
My complete thanks goes to the inspired iPod shuffling of the Yardbirds, the Dandy Warhols, Elastica, Blitzen Trapper, Crystal Stilts, the Kinks, the Saints, the Romantics, Stereolab, Colourmusic, Those Dancing Days, Marvin Gaye, Beck, Cold War Kids, the Vivian Girls, Gore Gore Girls, The Stooges, Led Zeppelin, Locksley, Queens of the Stone Age, the Rolling Stones, Spoon, and Vampire Weekend. This is why it was easy. Music makes my feet fly, and my heart sing, and my face smile.
Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you.
Here's my friend Mike Long, an inspiration as well, dancing to The Ventures "Walk, Don't Run."
INSPIRE 2
Friday, January 09, 2009