pm--4.5 I took a little break to see if anything would heal or if I would mentally want to get back at it. The aches seemed to slumber for a few days, but they are tossing and turning now. I went up the big hill on the way to the turkey farm and flipped to make the run 35 minutes. Wanted to go farther, but it felt like I forgot how to run, and my legs never really loosened up. RHR--49.
Last year, I kept track of the books I read and ended up with 62, a mixture of fiction and nonfiction. Since the turn of the new year, I've finished 4 more.
Totto-chan: The Little Girl at the Window by Tetsuko Kuroyanagi was a pretty quick read about a curious, fun-loving girl who gets expelled from school and the fantastic experience she had subsequently at a nontraditional school. Helped me see what can happen when we seek to understand others.
Beartown by Fredrik Backman tells the tale of a desolate hockey-loving town and how people choose to handle a criminal act by the star player of the junior team. Made me think a lot about how we are more willing to make concessions for those we see as extraordinary.
The Tragedy of Hamlet, Prince of Denmark by William Shakespeare an Elizabethan hit. Proof that those who seem insane often have the sanest perspective.
The Self-Made Olympian by Ron Daws recounts a self-admitted average runner's pursuit of Olympic glory. My favorite quote:
No runner is so untalented that he cannot improve vastly enough to beat the more talented ones whose approach is less intense. I'm not claiming that any runner with club feet and asthma can, by scheming and whipping himself in training, beat those of world-record caliber who combine great natural talent with stone-hard discipline, but that in fully extracting his innate capabilities he may venture into worlds never dreamed of. (9)