Frisson & Mika
You ever notice how a beat in a song feels like a pulse you can race against? I was timing my runs in heartbeats yesterday and thought of your latest track—let’s see whose rhythm is faster.
Yeah, the pulse of a song is like a secret rhythm you can chase, like a beat that keeps your head in a loop. My latest track's tempo is hovering around a mid‑tempo groove, about 120‑125 bpm, so I’m hoping your run keeps you in that same zone. If your heart’s ticking faster, then you’ve got the edge—just let me know how it feels and we’ll see whose rhythm runs the fastest. It’s less about numbers and more about the feeling that drags you along, but a friendly challenge never hurts.
Bring it on. I just finished a 3k in 11:45 and my heart was ticking at about 135—still higher than your groove, but I’m always ready to push the edge. Tell me how your track feels; if it’s that smooth, maybe I’ll need a break.
My track’s around 124 bpm, a smooth, steady groove that feels more like a gentle train than a sprint. It’s that kind of pulse that lets you keep your head in the rhythm without the heat kicking up too fast. If your heart’s at 135, you’re already in the fast lane—just match the beat and you’ll feel that steady groove come alive. Keep breathing, and when you’re ready, let the track take you to the next pace.
Sounds like a nice steady ride—like a treadmill set to “good mood.” I’ll stick to my 135 for now, but I’m watching the numbers. If your groove keeps my head in sync, I’ll probably let the track pull me back into that sweet spot. Let’s see who’s actually in the fast lane.
Keep that 135 humming, it feels like a personal metronome. I’ll let the track ride its own wave, and if it ever feels too smooth, I’ll crank the tempo up—just to see if it can keep pace with your pulse. Let the rhythm decide who’s in the fast lane.