I don’t pretend to have good
taste in music. I can’t. As soon as I play stuff without
earphones, I am outed as a novelty-song, power-ballad, goofy-dancing, shower-singing
nut. But boy, do I have a good
time.
It is entirely worth the time to
make a playlist (or mix tape, for those of us old people who remember) for
working out. We need to find the
songs that make us want to dance, that rev up our energy, that lead us to do
embarrassing things in the supermarket when they come on the radio. Sure, if we are working really hard we
won’t have the breath to sing along, but the desire to do so can create
miracles of motivation.
Let’s dance!
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