This mile, for me, happens by the banks of the Potomac River, across from the Washington monument and the Jefferson memorial, the cherry blossoms and the tidal basin, the occasionally awe-inspiring vision that is the District of Columbia. The song for this scene isn't rap or techno; it doesn't have a quick beat or a fast pace or a single power chord. It, instead, resonates of gratitude and fulfillment, sounds like euphoria and feels like pure freedom.
Thursday, March 15, 2012
Runspiration: The perfect song for that perfect mile
You know the mile. That marvelous mile along your favorite beach, around your favorite monument, at the foot of your favorite mountain. The mile that goes by in the blink of an eye and six swift breaths; the mile that makes you smile. The mile in which you can feel the stress streaming like rain from your weary pores, pouring down your tensed temples, tempting you to run till your legs melt away.
This mile, for me, happens by the banks of the Potomac River, across from the Washington monument and the Jefferson memorial, the cherry blossoms and the tidal basin, the occasionally awe-inspiring vision that is the District of Columbia. The song for this scene isn't rap or techno; it doesn't have a quick beat or a fast pace or a single power chord. It, instead, resonates of gratitude and fulfillment, sounds like euphoria and feels like pure freedom.
This mile, for me, happens by the banks of the Potomac River, across from the Washington monument and the Jefferson memorial, the cherry blossoms and the tidal basin, the occasionally awe-inspiring vision that is the District of Columbia. The song for this scene isn't rap or techno; it doesn't have a quick beat or a fast pace or a single power chord. It, instead, resonates of gratitude and fulfillment, sounds like euphoria and feels like pure freedom.
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