I was just about ready to find some jangly pop on my Ipod when I met up with another runner on Tower Bridge and we ran together for a while, swapping tips and idling away a few miles. When we separated I hit play again and went back to the Polyphonic Spree. I needed something else but couldn't be bothered faffing around concentrating on finding music when I needed to find my own running cadence.
Three miles later I was suffering and on a much needed walking break I hit shuffle. Luckily, the Klaxon's It's Not Over Yet didn't pop up, which has done in the past, but more irrelevant tunes from Oasis, Kate Nash and Kaiser Chiefs lifted my spirits. Then with a mile to go Queen's Don't Stop Me Now took me to a different level.
I chuckled at the reference to keeping going and got into the beat. I then listened to see if not only Freddie's music could give me a boost but if his lyrics cold too.
How could you not start swaggering, even if your legs are like jelly, your stomach's cramping up and there's a blister growing with every footstep on the inside off your right foot, to words such as...I'm a shooting star leaping through the skies like a tiger defying the laws of gravity?
Or I'm burning through the skies two hundred degrees that's why they call me Mr Fahrenheit?
Or I'm a rocket ship on my way to Mars...satellite out of control?
None of it seems to make much sense now but on the run I was motivated.
I'm not a sex machine so I won't write those lyrics in the vague hope that I don't look sadder than anyone getting excited about a Queen song could. Or anyone who at the end of the song who quickly took his Ipod out of his pocket and made it play again.
I'm now going to devise a set list of songs that will instantly give me a jolt if I'm flagging through the latter stages of the marathon. Some will be cool tunes including Stone Roses, Courteeners and a lot of Oasis's first album. But I'm guessing most won't. Somebody should stop me at some point though, I could get carried away.
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