I have been listening to an audio book on the treadmill these last weeks called Born to Run: A Hidden Tribe, Superathletes, and the Greatest Race the World Has Never Seen.
It's by Christopher McDougall, and I can only say that it's enthralling. Maybe I think that because I've been running on and off for 23 years, but other people might like it, too. It's about lots of things - the birth of Nike, evolutionary biology, native people in the Copper Canyons of Mexico, plantar fascitis, vegetarianism, and ultramarathons, and some other stuff.
I have run some marathons, but I have never thought it would be fun (or even cool) to do an ultra. This book made me think about it a little bit. It's not like I'm signed up for one or anything. I still think it's pretty crazy.
But, when Liz texted me and offered me the last spot on her ultra Ragnar team, I thought it was something like fate.
"Do you want to run an ultra Ragnar?" she wrote.
"Absolutely not. That's insane." I texted back.
But then about 40 texts later, I wrote, "Let's be real: I'm in for Ragnar 2013."
Let's be real again: this is probably not fate and just a colossal mistake.
Oh well.
3 comments:
Could it be fate that at the same time I'm sitting here reading about marathons, my little sister is actually running one?
I think we'll all agree there's something important about this.
NOT A MISTAKE -- ABSOLUTELY FANTASTIC! I am reading Born to Run now!
Even though I'm not a runner, I loved Born to Run and found it motivational. It made me want to run with no shoes.
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