When you need to pack in weeks or even months worth of struggle, heartache and triumph at the gym, you need a montage sequence — and nobody knows the power of the montage sequence better than Rocky Balboa. His pain is our pain through clever editing, Mickey Goldmill's wrinkled mug and, oh yes, that theme song.
Now, this isn't to suggest that Bill Conti's brass-led symphonic disco hit isn't right for Rocky, or that "Eye of the Tiger" isn't the motivating-est song ever played over a string of Rocky's defeats by Clubber Lang (a.k.a. Mr. T). In fact, I want to punch a slab of meat — or at least a block of industrial-strength tofu — just thinking about them.
But there are other forms of empowering and anthemic music to soundtrack the workout montage in your mind. Most notably, there's heavy metal — or, to be specific, heavy metal from the golden era of the 1980s. It's when mullets reigned supreme, there were no fewer than three guitar solos per song, and the rhythm's jogging pace lent itself to pumping fists as much as pumping iron. Suggestion: Turn down the volume on the Rocky montage on this page (or any other Rocky montage) and let any of these five workout anthems soundtrack Balboa's path (or, better yet, your path) to the steps of the Philadelphia Museum of Art.