I've been running a lot lately. Like 5 times a week on average. I wanted to join a marathon but it required a joining fee {like hell no!}. Like, so what if I can't join the Great Wall Kiddie Marathon. I can run by myself, thank you. I mean, Forrest Gump didn't join a friggen marathon and yet he achieved god-like status in the runners' world, huh! So yeah, I like running. Its sorta like becoming my zen. I never knew what ''second wind'' meant until I took up running. It feels so good. Its not like having sex. Well, its somewhat close to having sex but the thrill is a bit different. There's this rush, this adrenaline that you feel coursing through your veins that pushes you to take one more step even if you know that your body is almost about to give up.Its like yer balls are on fire in a good way. And it feels so good. There is no other way to put it. It just feels good for me.
I'm not saying that I've reached Nirvana or anything for that matter. I'm too shallow for that, I think; or rather I am not yet prepared for something like that. For some people however, running is a spiritual experience. The horizon, the point where the sky and the earth meet, is the juice that drives the runner to be kinetic. Its like a drug for some. She is like this expensive whore that you cannot have because you're short of a few hundred bucks. The runner is the John. She teases the John. The John keeps advancing towards the her, hoping she would give in. But she doesn't. She's unmoved. She doesn't ignore the John and she doesn't give in either. She is unattainable. She's Communism. She's Nirvana and Heaven. She's the Eternal Supermodel and the Porn Goddess Fantastic. She exists solely for the magnanimity of the earth and the sky. And yes, she is beautiful. Although the runner knows that he shall never have her, he persists still and moves forward for he is completely enamored by the idea of having her, this unattainable whore. And that very idea is his salvation. His Rapture. So he moves forward.
Whoa.
Dude that was kinda deep.
And I wasn't even smoking.
I think its the noodles I ate this lunchtime.
Bleh! Like I told you, I am not THAT spiritual yet. Yeah, sometimes I do get the tingly feeling I'm-one-with-nature-shit whenever I run, but only when I put on my nature-sport deodorant I-dunno-whatsitsname. It smells good. In fact it doesn't even smell like ''mother nature''. I like the smell though. Every so often whenever I'm running, I am tempted to get a wiff of my pits especially around the time when I'm starting to pick up my pace and I'm already breaking sweat. The smell of sweat and that deodorant just makes me want to jizz the pavement something awful. DON'T WORRY, I don't smell my pits in public - only when no one's looking. I'm sure there are laws against smelling yer pits in public and I seriously don't want to go to prison not unless I am inmates with Johnny Longbow, Mario Cojones, Bone St. James and the dude from Power Rangers.
It's nothing spiritual for me, running. It's more primal, I guess. I love the fact that I am sweating and forrest gumping my ass all over town and smelling like ''mother nature'' minus the cow manure and decaying flesh of dead animals. And the music. Duuuuuude the music is awesome when yer running. Its like it becomes better. Like any music becomes better when yer running. Even Celine Dion with all her screeching belts and nyaaaaahs and oooohs and waaaaaaahs becomes Celine Dioner. Truly. Music and running are like peanut butter and jelly.
Here are some of the music that I listen to right now whenever I run.
- Run Barbie Run - Eraserheads {Awesome song! a good way to start my running}
- At Last - Celine Dion Version {I tell you, it's Celine Dioner}
- Anything from Ella Fitzgerald's Cole Porter Songbook Album
- Anything from Mudvayne
- Living on a Prayer - Bon Jovi
- I'm Waiting for My Man - Velvet Underground
- Anything from Jimi Hendrix's Electric Ladyland Album
- Anything from Eels Daisies in the Galaxy Album
- Green Day's St. Jimmy {Saaaaaaaaaint Jimeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!}
- Anything from the Ataris
- Dean Gray's American Edit {mashup}
- The Beastie Boys {Body Movin! is on top of my list}
- Anything from Erykah Badu
- Jump - Pointer Sisters {fuck you I like it}
- Symphony No. 9 - Beethoven the Georg Solti Version {its like I'm running in the Olympics}
- Bat Out of Hell - Meatloaf {nobody sings it better than Meatloaf, and yeah, his titties are nice too}
- Anything from the Foo Fighters
- 100 Years - Five for Fighting {I feel like I'm in a Dawson's Crack set whenever I'm playing this Song}
- Soukura - Ali Farka Toure {this song is always, like always in my playlist}
- Hine Ani Ba - Hadag Nachash
- Anything from Panic at the Disco!
- Red Hot Chilli Peppers' Stadium Arcadium
- Anything from Asher Roth
- Anything from Third Eye Blind
- Lithium - Nirvana
- Anything from Jack Johnson
- Brown Eyed Handsome Man - Nina Simone
- Take Me to the Water - Nina Simone
- Ain't Got No - Nina Simone & Groove Finder Mix
- Anything from the Kaiser Cheifs
- Anything from Want One and Want Two by Rufus Wainright
- Ray of Light - Madonna
- I Like It, I Love It - Tim McGraw {fuck you I love country}
- Bob Dylan's Hey Mr. Tambourine Man and Talking New York
- Five Year's Time - Noah and the Whale
- Recycled Air - Postal Service
- Mr. Blue Sky - The Delgados
Aight. Omar's gotta bounce. I need to put on my deodorant me running duds. Daddy's gotta run.
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