As I was on the elliptical today for 32.5 minutes (I’m very proud of those extra 2.5 minutes, darnit), I noticed that the music on my iPod served as a score of sorts for my moods.
Minutes 1-4. I am feeling GOOD. Euphoric! Pumped!
Damn, I got it all figured out,
I got no worries that I’m worried about
It’s like I caught some crazy-happy disease.
Damn, it feels good to be me!
Minutes 10-15. Okay, it’s getting harder. My feet are burning a bit. But I can DO this!
Now, it cuts like a knife.
But it feels so right.
Yeah, cuts like a knife.
Oh, but it feels damn right.
Minutes 22-26: Okay, WTH?! I just did the elliptical for 45 minutes a few days ago. It was fabulous! Why can’t I do this? I’m exhausted. I feel enormous. Make it END!
Them baggy sweatpants, and those Reeboks with the strap
She turned around and gave her big booty a smack
She hit the flo’, next thing you know
Shorty got low, low, low, low low*
*I have a slight hunch that Flo’rida and I interpret those lyrics a wee bit differently. Shorty probably was not tripping over her elliptical trying to catch her falling iPod and making a giant spectacle of herself at the gym.
Minutes 27-32: I’m almost DONE! I did it! I feel incredible! This is the beginning of something amazing!
I woke up this morning
With this feeling inside me that I can’t explain
like a weight that I’ve carried
been carried away, away
But I know something is coming
I don’t know what it is
But I know it’s amazing…
It feels like today I know
It feels like today I’m sure
It’s the one thing that’s missin’
The one thing I’m wishin’
Life’s sacred blessin’ and then
It feels like today
Feels like today
Songs in order:
“Good to Be Me,” Uncle Kracker
“Cuts Like a Knife,” Bryan Adams
“Low,” Flo’rida (WHY is this on my iPod?)
“Feels Like Today,” Rascal Flatts
