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.
Could it be fate that at the same time I'm sitting here reading about marathons, my little sister is actually running one?
ReplyDeleteI think we'll all agree there's something important about this.
NOT A MISTAKE -- ABSOLUTELY FANTASTIC! I am reading Born to Run now!
ReplyDeleteEven 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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