Speed Run (12.23k)

Well, the Iron program is officially back on as of this week for another three week build and while the short and easy runs (all two of them) were all fine and dandy, I need to get back to the grindstone beginning with a 3250m strength workout in the pool this morning and this evening’s 12.23k speed run consisting of 30 x 30 second intervals.

Sounds like fun, right?  Not.

My listening motivation this evening through it all is the ‘In Our Gun‘  album by Gomez.


Gomez became one of my “go-to bands” for the lifting weights but I haven’t seen the inside of a gym now in some time, so I’m trying them out on the road today to see if they have that same He-man effect.

This is the bands third proper album (released in 2002), following the B-sides and rarities collection ‘Abandoned Shopping Trolley Hotline‘.

The time off definitely served them well, as this album has all the elements that made their debut so great, and then some.  The album starts strong, with ‘Shot Shot‘  sporting a great up-tempo Gomez groove with some tasty sax touches that show up on several tracks.  As the album unfolds, it seems the Gomez boys have been listening to quite a bit of dub.  There is also a bit more in the way of electronica influence and sound processing on some tracks (which is all fine and dandy for interval work), but Gomez never forget they’re a rock band.

In fact, one of their strongest assets is their ability to absorb and integrate musical influences and still sound like no one but themselves.  Even though ‘Ruff Stuff‘s odd synth sounds and the weird psychedelic interlude in ‘Drench‘  haven’t been heard from these guys before, there’s no mistaking that it’s the boys from Southport.  They cover a lot of musical territory, from ballads like ‘In our Gun‘  and ‘Sound of Sounds‘  to ‘Army Dub‘  to the rousing closer ‘Ballad of Nice and Easy‘, with all the effortlessness displayed on Bring It On‘.  Great songs, cool arrangements, and excellent production; ‘In Our Gun‘  is another winner from Gomez.

But how effective was it to run fast too?

Well, maybe not so much.

As excellent a listen as it is there are lots of melancholy and introspective parts (especially in the middle) that might not have necessarily offered the best motivation once my heart rate began to push the 165bpm threshold, which it did…several times.

Believe.  You.  Me.

That’s not to say that I couldn’t appreciate the album though, just that I might have to listen to it again under less stressful circumstances to get the full effect of it’s awesomeness.


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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