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The Friday Playlist: Cooling Off (and me getting fancy with grooveshark)

I am still running. Even though it is ridiculously hot out and this week Shaun has been out of town so finding a time to run has been a little tricky. And was often in the heat of the day.
Normally when am in a running phase my playsits is kind of embarrassing.
Some Lady GaGa, Ke$ha, Kanye, Outkast, Black Eyed Peas, Beyonce....you get the idea. Anything fast with a strong beat to keep me going. And about half the time it was on a tread mill.
This time around I am opting for some longer slower runs on some little shaded roads that take me out of town. And listening to music that helps clear my head. It isn't your usual running tunes....but they have been working.
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Anonymous said…
Have you ever listened to an audio book while running? When someone first mentioned it to me, I thought it was sounded terribly boring, but I've really enjoyed it. I find myself getting lost in the story, passing the time nicely. It's also a motivation to get back out and run to find out what's happening next in the book!
July 16, 2010 at 9:28 AM
Michelle DeRusha said…
Hey you've got a cool blog here. Nice to meet you. And I agree...I'm a runner, too, and you do whatever you can to keep moving.
July 18, 2010 at 4:39 PM
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