Just lounging while wearing, what I think you'll agree is, a very classy cat.
The thing about exercising is that it turns me into a very strange, and as of yet completely unfamiliar version of myself. It makes me not want to binge on ice cream beforehand, because then I'll get a side ache and want to throw up. It makes me refrain from binging on ice cream afterward, because if I did that then all of the grievous pain I put myself through would have been in vain.
It also makes me listen to music I would never in my life choose to listen to. I'm jumping up and down, with a throat so dry I can't swallow my own spit, trying with all of my might to keep my "high knees" from gradually lowering with each step. And I'm listening to loud techno remixes of songs I've heard too many times already without even wanting to. You know, those songs that are just everywhere. The songs that pollute public places and get stuck in your head in spite of all of the efforts you make to keep that from happening.
But the thing is, in that moment, the one where my body is about to shut down, I've found that this music is completely appropriate. As I'm leaning against a wall in sitting position, except it's just my legs holding me up instead of a chair and my thighs are burning with heat from the underworld, I close my eyes and focus on the "NNS NNS NNS NNS." And it helps.
I guess I usually don't enjoy that music because it distracts me from what's happening in my brain. I typically enjoy my thoughts. But when I'm participating in exercise, I need my thoughts to just shut the heck up!
And that, my friends, is what techno remixes are for.
But happy Friday. Be fabulous this weekend!