|Me, post-bonk. My wife, contemplating her life choices.|
The rest of the race was one of the worst athletic/endurance experiences I've had. I dragged my sorry ass home in 44 minutes and 50 seconds, crossing the finish line more pissed than happy.
In an effort to cheer myself up, I cranked the new Chvrches record all afternoon and into today. The Glaswegian trio has been described as 'a godless hurricane of kinetic pop energy'. If you dig guitar-driven hooks, Chvrches ain't your thing. But if you can find time in your rotation for ultra-poppy, super-hooky electronic stuff, this is just the thing. Oh, and in what will come as completely predictable to those of you that know my weakness for the type, lead singer Lauren Mayberry is both terribly pretty and possessing of the kind of take-no-shit-demand-respect attitude I hope to cultivate in my daughters. Check out the full album, The Bones of What You Believe, at your local internet free music purveyor, and dig on 'The Mother We Share' and 'Recover' below.
And I can't wait for next year's Ragnar.