"Stravinsky. Possibly not the best composer to listen to whilst working out on the elliptical trainer.
Dancer that dies at the end of 'The Rite of Spring'? I know how you feel..."
It's not even the speed. I'm keeping quite a steady rhythm that has little to do with what I'm listening to (which would cause some hilarity if I was doing this in public at a gym - feet turning at a steady pace, arms gesticulating wildly to the beat, or emphases in the phrase - but it's ALL to do with the intention.
It's possibly just as well I was at home because the Augurs of Spring section had me all dun dun dun dun dun dun dun dun dun DUN dun DUN dun dun dun dun dun DUN dun dun DUN dun dun dun DUN dun dun dun dun DUN dun dun and no-one would have stood a chance anywhere in the vicinity of me, my cycle and my flailing appendages.
It's not even the speed. I'm keeping quite a steady rhythm that has little to do with what I'm listening to (which would cause some hilarity if I was doing this in public at a gym - feet turning at a steady pace, arms gesticulating wildly to the beat, or emphases in the phrase - but it's ALL to do with the intention.
It's possibly just as well I was at home because the Augurs of Spring section had me all dun dun dun dun dun dun dun dun dun DUN dun DUN dun dun dun dun dun DUN dun dun DUN dun dun dun DUN dun dun dun dun DUN dun dun and no-one would have stood a chance anywhere in the vicinity of me, my cycle and my flailing appendages.
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