one woman flash jog

 
 

For months I’ve been complaining that I don’t have time for exercise. I have limited time in my day in which to read, write, mother, wife, and clean. In between those things, I'm trying to stay on top of current events so that I might have a little more to say for myself. Which leaves me little time to take care of my body. A fitbit helps (when I remember to wear it). The only other thing I find that helps are podcasts.

I never listen to music on my runs. Because, well, waste of time, right? How is that helping my conversational game or lifting my self-actualizing potential?

Sigh.

But damn if I wasn’t feeling dragged down by the weight of the world with another episode of On Being, with Krista Tippett. (Don’t get me wrong, I LOVE Krista Tippett). But today somehow, with absolutely perfect weather for a midday run, the lake breeze over my shoulder and the lake itself feet from my path, I wondered if it might just be a good day for a song.

Returning to an old favorite station - Pandora’s Dance Party Mix - I hit shuffle and Uptown Funk by Mark Ronson came on. I urge you to pause for a moment and listen:

 
 

Is this song even hip anymore? I have no idea. But it made me smile.

I seriously considered bagging my run for a one-woman flash mob right then and there.

Now I’m convinced I need to run with MUSIC. There is a point to it after all. I could not have been happier, the endorphins were flowing, I was actually smiling out loud, and so were the people passing me. (Except for the Pokemon players, but that's another story).

Friends - what songs make you smile like that? I need more! I need a playlist.

Sidenote: I started daydreaming on this run about going dancing in New York or London or San Francisco (as I did in my twenties) ... and then I remembered the most stylish top I own that might work for a big city night is a tight black Target maternity tank (yep, still wearing 2 1/2 years later, don't judge.)

So yeah, I'll just stick to running in it instead. 

Hallelujah!