I am leading the beginners in my lovely summer women's running group again. Between participants and leaders there are about 70 of us altogether, ranging from very slow to very fast. And I have -- or had -- a little goofball secret known only to some of the ladies in my group: when the going gets tough, I sing the Rocky theme to them. (I do also offer real advice, like, "remember you can use your arm swing to help you up this hill." But in my opinion a little goofballery can improve most unpleasant situations.) Heading up a hill? Call on your inner Rocky. Struggling with an interval workout when the heat index is >100? Rocky will get you through. Sick and tired of this tempo run? At least no one will punch you in the face at the end of it!
This is such a silly and potentially annoying habit that I was a little embarrassed to see myself tagged on Facebook this morning. "Thank you, Jamie Most Gladly, for singing me to the end!"