Working Out Class Mix Tape

I’ve been working out at a gym three times a week religiously for the first time in years. I started out just running at the local high school track. I’d load up my iPod with 35-40 minutes of upbeat tunes or classical symphonies and ran laps until the cold weather kicked in.

That’s when I discovered a class run by this amazing woman named Anna, who I can only describe as a bilingual Marine Drill Sergeant who laughs & dances while putting her class through an hour of full-body workout. The class mixes “TRX” with dumbbells, kettle-bells, yoga mats, weighted bars, jump ropes & elastic bands.  She has us going from one killer exercise to another with no breaks in between. If you grab a gulp of water while you’re gasping for breath, you have to run back in order to catch up with the rest of the class (which is always full.) The best thing is that no two classes are the same. There are variations for every muscle group. I never miss a class. I’m completely addicted.  I plan my weeks around them.

The truly hysterical part to me ( and clearly no one else in the class) is that the music Anna blasts throughout the hour is the exact same music Best Kept Secret would be playing for a killer dance set at a great wedding. I think I can actually tell you the order of tunes, all set to this intense dance-club drum beat. I know the mix includes “Sexyback,” “Let’s Dance,” Pokerface,” “Disturbia,” “Raise Your Glass” & “What Doesn’t Kill You Makes You Stronger.”

I know this musical mix would seem pretty random to anyone who wasn’t a wedding-band member or an experienced wedding-guest over the past 5 years, but it does crack me up every single time. I guess these songs are/were played for a reason. They are all hard-driving, thumbing-bass, dance tunes motivating you to either keep dancing in your “Black Tie” wedding apparel, or keep pushing yourself for a couple of extra “reps” in sweaty gym clothes.

Just thought I’d share my daily dose of musical wisdom. Whether playing the music myself at weddings, or working out to the same tunes, it’s got me reading my fourth biography of Leonard Bernstein, just for a dose of remembering why I really love music.

-Doug

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