Saturday, July 10, 2010
I did not go anywhere. I did not run. I did not ride my bike. I did not go for a swim at the gym. Jason came and went, and every time he returned he found me somewhere, nose in book.
So what am I reading that is so amazing? I am reading "The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo, by Stieg Larsson." At first it was a little slow and thick with heavy details, and I could not figure out why I was reading about certain characters or how they fit into the story. I pressed on, however, until I was hopelessly sucked in and there was no getting out. Until midnight when I made myself put it down.
I knew I had to get some sleep in order to be able to run with my friend, Shannon, this morning at 6:30. Before I got into bed, I set the coffee pot to start brewing at 5:15. Somehow, I knew I was going to need it. Before walking into the kitchen, I stood in the bedroom in a moment of indecision. A few more minutes of sleep or coffee before the run? Coffee won. I knew if I crawled back in, I would be more tired and sluggish than I currently was.
I haven't been lost in a book like that in a long time. Before picking up "The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo," I was reading "Born to Run." This one was of course, amazing, informative, funny and inspiring. But once I had purchased "The Girl" I put it down with only a chapter or two to go. I do not yet know who wins the race with Caballo's team of ultra runners and the Tarahumara. I will return to it as soon as I finish "The Girl." I will probably need something lighter to bring me back to my own, familiar world.