As I was winding down my workout last night, I walked out of the gym with my mp3 still in my ears. For a moment, I didn't notice; then, all of a sudden, with no background noise filtering through, I had an out-of-body experience.
I had my own personal theme song.
It was AWESOME!
I was tooling through the ladies locker room with "Cry Me a River" by Justin Timberlake illuminating my actions. Holy Cow, was that cool, or WHAT!? I felt so Hollywood-y. It was like I was walking through a TV show starring me. I travel that same path most every weeknight getting to my locker, never realizing that a simple Theme Song would make me feel so special! I was a STAR! For a moment in time, it was all about ME. I even took a few online quizzes today to discover what my actual (scientifically calculated, of course) theme song might possibly be. I came up with "Stand" by Rascal Flatts (quizilla.com) and "Born to be Wild" by Steppenwolf (blogthings.com) Now, I am pretty sure I know which answer bought me the Steppenwolf label, but I need to go listen to the Rascal Flatts song to figure that one out. Not normally a Country and Western kinda gal, though I am often impressed by Brad Paisley. But Steppenwolf just got downloaded to my mp3.