Drills/Easy Run (5k)

Knowing that I have a 90 minute hotter-n-shit spin in the ‘Environmental Chamber’ prior to a 20k time trial this evening as part of my involvement in the ongoing ‘Separate and Combined Effects of Hydration Status and Thirst on Voluntary Exercise’ (say that three times fast!) tests at Brock University, I wanted needed to keep today’s 5k run extremely light.  To manage this I loaded up the official soundtrack to ‘The Assassination of Jesse James by the Cowardly Robert Ford’, by Nick Cave and Warren Ellis (2007).


A completely instrumental orchestration of primarily (but not exclusively) string arrangements; this haunting soundtrack is actually the second collaboration between Cave (Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds) and Ellis (Bad Seeds, Grinderman).  It seems that both have proved to be remarkably effective soundtrack composers, mostly because their movie music is not much different from their rock music. Both have their basis in American roots music and Cave’s doleful pianos, mournful acoustic guitars, blend beautifully with Ellis’ keening fiddles.  Their predilection for minor keys, sparse textures, yearning melodies, and funereal tempos is likewise similar to their rock music and here, the sorrow, the tragedy, and, in the end, the pity of Jesse’s assassination is amply enhanced by the score.

For my purposes, it served as a great mental distraction while doing my leaping and skipping drills against the colorful autumn landscape here in Ridgeway.  At no point did I ever think to myself, ‘Hey, I should pick the pace up a bit’ since, imaginatively eerie as it is, trying to do tempo work to this particular album would rather be like trying to do high intensity intervals to Sergei Prokofiev’s ‘Peter and the Wolf’.


About crazytigerrabbitman

I am a fat guy and always will be in the same way they say that “once an alcoholic; always an alcoholic”. Eventually I got upset about my poor health and ballooning body frame so I decided to change things for the better. Some people sign up for Weight Watchers, Jenny Craig, or whatever fad diet program it is that happens to be occupying the majority of air time on the boob tube. Other people prefer to run out and purchase the latest, fold away, piece of shit being hawked by some celebrity has-been. Me? I decided to take up triathlon. I had abused my body over the years with bacon cheeseburgers, pints of beer and double-dipped donuts, and the time had now come to abuse my body with physical exertion, perseverance and hard work instead; penitence in it's purest form. The time had come to kick my ass. I am Terry Nash and I am the “fat and the furious”.
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