bon jovi has been the inspirations for my runs as of late. him and queen that is. this morning just as i was hitting my turn around point "living on a prayer" came in.

"ohhh we're half way there - ohhhh living on a prayer take my hand and we'll make it i swear -ohhh living on a prayer."

it inspired me so much that i found myself pumping my fist in the air. i didn't realize that until i noticed that bahamian workmen, thinking i was hailing them, started to give me a shout out.

moral of story: no matter how good a song might be pumping your fist in the air is never the answer.