music followup

i've recently discovered two really great songs on XM that are truly great. i've not heard them elsewhere so i highly recommend downloading them both and giving them a go.

From Paris to Berlin (can't remember the artist)
Cowbell (Dirty Gringos)

The second song is a remix of the Will Farrell episode on S.N.L. with Christopher Walkin. Not only is the song hillarious, but it's really well mixed. Get this one now!

music sucks

is it just me or is there absolute crap on the airwaves these days? with 12 presets in the car and 120 some-odd on XM, i can't find a damn thing to listen to. these days i'm hitting my cd collection more and more often trying to not become pissed at the very limited taste of the dj's. just yesterday on my drive home from work, i flipped on the XM. channel 22 had a song by 'baby bash' that really annoys me. i traversed the circuit of channels that i normally listen to and come to channel 67...baby bash...again. i'm now aggravated at the XM gods for playing the same crappy song on two different stations so i mash the power button and flip to B96. you guessed it, baby bash.

you guys are fuckin' with me, right?

i put on my elvis sunglasses and the ray charles cd and instantly felt better. the look from the guy in the pickup next to me as i rocked out certainly helped that.

how to not train for a marathon

this year, when i started up my distance running, i went at it half-assed. I ran 3 or 4 times per week but nothing more than 6 miles. there was speedwork once or twice a week which was probably the toughest part of regimen. i then took on the indy half-marathon and was rather surprised that i could jump from 6 miles to 13.1 with almost no difference in my pace. fast forward 8 weeks. i'm now running regularly 8 miles at a shot with a similar speedwork pattern. so yesterday i figure that i can just jump to 15, no problem. it's only 2 miles more than my longest so far. dumbass. Quoth my legs at mile 10, "let me tell you something mister, we've put up with your bullshit before, but 93 degrees, no water and 15 miles...you're gonna pay. oh yes, you will pay." at mile 13 i stopped in some guy's front lawn and stood in his sprinkler for a few minutes. i'm sure he thought i was a freak. i just looked up from my hands-on-knees position and waved.

fortunately, i never got into the danger zone. i've only experienced that once when i was back in chambana. i wonder if i've never truly been in trouble since then or if my body has started to ignore such things as part of my routine. hopefully, it's the former but given yesterday's experience, that may not be the case.

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