Nothing was worse than middle school. Well, maybe high school, but middle school was pretty rough. However, I’m forever thankful for having grown up during the peak emo/pop punk years that made up 2002-2008 (or longer, if you’re like me and still listen to this garbage). Capatizling on both nostalgia, and a high energy running mix, I’ve compiled a list of old favorites to accompany you on your next run. Feel free to wear extra eyeliner and part your bangs before you lace up.
My nearly 15 year long dream of seeing AAR live will be coming true at the end of this month when Jake and I see them in concert with Blink-182, and I am beyond pumped! My favorite song off their first album was this one and if it’s even possible to have good memories from middle school, this one incites the best. Shout out to my friend Sara who once met Tyson Ritter at a Matchbox 20 concert. Despite that even happening to me, it was defining moment for the both us at 13 years old.
Fun fact, Bryce Avery went to my high school! We weren’t there at the same time, but a friend’s older brother told me that he was kind of a dirtbag. Looks like he committed the rock and roll attitude early on!
Jake makes fun of me on a regular basis for having loved this song in middle school, but I remember it fondly for stealthily jumping across my room to my stereo to make sure I turned it down in time for the “FOUR O’CLOCK IN THE F***ING MORNING” lyric so my parents wouldn’t hear.
After begging for my weeks my mom surprised me with this album when I got home from school one day in 7th grade. I was elated, but I think because of the band name she thought they were a Christian rock band. Oh well, I turned out okay.
I once dated a guy that played this song for a talent show in college. Our relationship didn’t last (#thankgod) but my love for TBS sure did!
I purposefully followed Taking Back Sunday with Brand New because I’m problematic. Also, this song is great for running while angry. There’s a little bit of screaming, and a whole lot of passive agressive digs at someone I don’t know, but can easily craft into someone I do know for the purposes of powering me through an angry run.
This is my favorite music video of all time, and peanut butter is my favorite post run food, so clearly I’ve always been destined to run to this song.
If there was ever a song I’ve butchered the lyrics to over the years, it’s this one. Turns out the lyric isn’t “Melissa, well you’ll marry me!” but rather “Listen well will you marry me?” I shouldn’t be allowed to listen to music.
I still have no idea how to pronounce this band’s name, so please don’t ask me about it in public. Say-oh-sin? Sow-sin? Pam? Pand? Despite not knowing how to pronounce the band name, I like to listen to this one whenever I reach a slump during my run or start to get bored. Teen angst is a sure fire way to take your run from 0 to 100. Thanks, Sa-uh-sown!