I run at 5:00 in the morning on the dark streets of Tiny Town. Sometimes I have to laugh out loud at the songs. I'm pretty sure I never would have listened to "My Humps" by the Black Eyed Peas on my own. (I am, after all, over 50. And I don't usually discuss my humps or lumps.)
Sometimes I am flat out stunned by the brilliance of the lyrics. Actually, I'm frequently wondering who in the world gets paid to write this stuff? "This is why I'm hot. This is why I'm hot. This is why, this is why, this is why I'm hot." And where can I find a job that pays me to write such complicated lyrics?!
Most of the time though, the girls are good at finding or suggesting songs that not only have a good beat for running but also lyrics that take my mind off of my feet, legs, and lungs. This one caught my attention last week. Great song.
"And I know that I,
I will do more than just pass through this life
I'll leave nothing less
than something that says I was here.
I was here."