Just when you think you have technology figured out and set up just right, it always finds a way to mess with you at the most opportune moments.
Being more health conscious as I am getting closer to “more than young” age, (old is a state of mind), I signed up for a 5K. I really wanted to run in a 10K, but I have not had the opportunity to run for about three and a half weeks. The run was held this last Saturday. I prepped for it that morning, including getting the perfect playlist put together. I wanted to make sure that the music had the right tempo to get keep me motivated. Its also a pain distraction technique, cause I knew that some element of pain would creep in.
Started the run out just great. Not a bad first mile pace. Second mile came around, just a tad bit slower. That third mile finally crept up on me. Getting tired, starting to hurt. Relying on my music was going to help! Turns out, the techno gremlin struck.
My playlist had somehow self altered. Thinking I was going to be motivated with upbeat music, it started to become ironic. First, that song “If I Die Young” by The Band Perry comes on. Slow, and if you think about it ironic. After that one was done, “I Breath In, I Breathe Out” by David Kersh starts. Slow, sorta motivational because it does say put one foot in front of the other. Hit the forward button because it was to slow. The final straw was “Ain’t No Grave” by Johnny Cash came on. This is getting ridiculous, or was it an omen. Easy solution, turn the music off.
So instead of the upbeat music to motivate me, all I was left with was this annoying heavy breathing and occasional grunts and groans. Only problem was the beat was sporadic and the artist had no talent. At least I crossed the finish line and didn’t come in last.
Being more health conscious as I am getting closer to “more than young” age, (old is a state of mind), I signed up for a 5K. I really wanted to run in a 10K, but I have not had the opportunity to run for about three and a half weeks. The run was held this last Saturday. I prepped for it that morning, including getting the perfect playlist put together. I wanted to make sure that the music had the right tempo to get keep me motivated. Its also a pain distraction technique, cause I knew that some element of pain would creep in.
Started the run out just great. Not a bad first mile pace. Second mile came around, just a tad bit slower. That third mile finally crept up on me. Getting tired, starting to hurt. Relying on my music was going to help! Turns out, the techno gremlin struck.
My playlist had somehow self altered. Thinking I was going to be motivated with upbeat music, it started to become ironic. First, that song “If I Die Young” by The Band Perry comes on. Slow, and if you think about it ironic. After that one was done, “I Breath In, I Breathe Out” by David Kersh starts. Slow, sorta motivational because it does say put one foot in front of the other. Hit the forward button because it was to slow. The final straw was “Ain’t No Grave” by Johnny Cash came on. This is getting ridiculous, or was it an omen. Easy solution, turn the music off.
So instead of the upbeat music to motivate me, all I was left with was this annoying heavy breathing and occasional grunts and groans. Only problem was the beat was sporadic and the artist had no talent. At least I crossed the finish line and didn’t come in last.