I went to the gym tonight because I wanted to try to cancel out the dessert I already knew I wanted to eat… oh….like yesterday. Oh and because exercising is FUN! WHEE! (just a hint a sarcasm there)
And I did pretty good. I ran a total of 10 minutes, in five two-minute stretches and walked pretty fast the rest of the time.
During the last 2 minutes of running a familiar song came on the ole shuffle. See, the hubs downloaded a new set of songs for me a few weeks ago when I decided to really start back with the fitness regimen. He knows what I like. He seems to have known since day one. One of the MANY reasons we are together. He’s my own personal D.J. Yeah, he rocks.
Anyway, as I pushed through those last minutes, memories began to flood my mind of the time in my life when this song, and the artists who wrote and performed it, were a really big deal to me.
I flashed back to one of their concerts in which we went with a group of friends and one of our girlfriends was basically tone deaf and singing next to me as loudly as she possibly could. My ears were hurting but my heart was beaming with how much fun she was having and how much joy this music (and a couple of beers) could bring.
And I thought about how I was listening to their music so much as I was falling in love with my true love. The one who put the song on my ipod. Such good memories.
These guys are really good. I was thinking they were probably not performing anymore but then I got on You Tube and guess what! I found some videos of them still doing their thing! God Bless the internets. Their music is still awesome. It seriously defined much of my college experience and if my roommate Corrie and I got together tomorrow we’d still be able to harmonize to “Three of Us in A Boat” by Jackopierce. (that’s a link to their really awesome website too.)
Thanks guys, for getting me through the last part of my run. I would still follow you around and go to all your concerts if it was 1996 again and I didn’t have three kids and a very different life now.
Just sayin’.
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