I woke up this morning with a plan, a plan so cunning that the local fox was on the phone asking me if I'd like to speak at the next annual fox planning meeting. I would run this morning and then Monday finish week 8, Wednesday enter the graduation week and finish with a flourish next Sunday. I know, it doesn't get much more cunning than that does it ?
Except that I hadn't accounted for my youngest daughter's text. I was all dressed to run, about to go out and I then noticed she'd asked for a pick up from her sleep over at 10:00, to which I replied "Of course darling, I live to ferry you around at your convenience" (as do all parents obviously). No worries, I'll do the pick up and then go out. As I was driving over I spotted another couple of runners on my route and it felt good, I was a runner, I was starting to raise my fist in that Gdansk shipyards type of solidarity salute but I hesitated, probably not a good idea.
Back home, back into shorts, re-equipped all of the bits of electronics I seem to need in order to run, heading to the door I clicked on the IPOD, let's do it ! Except that nothing happened. The IPOD has run out of power, “oh dear” (or “oh for f*** sake”) I muttered under my breath. No worries, I'll have some breakfast and let this thing charge for an hour, it's Saturday, I have nothing else planned, it's no big deal.
Finally I get under way and when the running music started I realised that the pace on Led Zep's – Kashmir was perhaps a little too fast but what the heck. After Zep I did a very old song revived by the film; American werewolf in London, remember Bad Moon Rising by CCR ?
I changed my route so that I could not do circuits as I had done last week but rather head out into the country and by pure luck as I hit countryside The Dixie Chicks sang about “Wide Open Spaces” which is a lovely song and a good pace. I passed a runner coming the other way also wearing headphones so we exchanged a wave, solidarity brother.
Do you remember I asked what happened to Men at Work in my last blog ? Well, going through my music collection whilst composing the latest play list I remembered. Colin James Hay, who was their lead guy, had started a solo career and produced one of the most beautiful songs ever recorded called “Waiting for my real life to begin”. I've put a link at the bottom for this song if you've not heard it I'd recommend a listen.
I finished up the run to Jack and Diane from John Melencamp and then the late, great Kirsty McColl “In these shoes ?”. Good pace by the feel of it but either way I'm back on track to graduate in week from tomorrow.
Enjoy your weekend everyone.
Colin James Hay - Waiting for my real life to begin