When you run 7 miles every day, it goes like this. The first two miles are difficult, just knocking the crust out of your joints and gaining momentum. The last two miles are also difficult, because you're tired. But the middle three miles...it's all the rhythm of your feet hitting the ground, regular, unstoppable, adapting to drops and rises in the surface. At the same time a confidence and a freedom glows and hums over that.
It's called flow.
The best music equivalent is at 2:01 in Gorillaz's "Welcome to the World of the Plastic Beach". The bass has a quick rhythm that adapts to the level of the song's chords. At the same time there's this non-rational, flowing melody over it, when Damon sings "just like that / ooooooooo".
You're stuck between quickly tapping your foot in time with the bass and stopping time to close your eyes and sigh the "oooooo"s. Engrossed in time and stepping outside of it.
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