Sunday, August 19, 2007

“We read to know we are not alone.”

Hot on the heels of coverage in the FT comes a fun article from the New York Times on the trials and tribulations of an obsessive compulsive aspirant meathead no longer in the first flush of youth. Does that ring any bells?
I ran my first marathon on a flat course and was feeling quite proud of myself when at around mile 19 I fell into conversation with a stick figure of a guy who seemed fresh enough to have just started. He explained that he was training for an upcoming 100-kilometer race and that this was his off day, so he had decided to run the marathon. Then I noticed he was wearing hiking boots. “I need to make this a challenge,” he said. I had to stop and pretend to be tying my shoe so that I wouldn’t tackle him. ....... read on ......

I had exactly the same experience grimly grinding my way up a hill in the bike section of the Springfield triathlon when a "jolly hockey sticks" slip of girl pulled abreast of me and started chatting pleasantly - with nary a hint of exertion - about what a nice day it was. If I had been capable of summoning sufficient spare breath to reply I would certainly have repayed her courtesy with some blunt resentful Anglo Saxon.

(I learned of both the FT and the NYT pieces from Jenny Davidson's Light Reading blog; a mash up of writing on literature and training that could have been designed specifically to entertain me.)

1 comment:

Jenny Davidson said...

Hello--I am delighted that you like the mash-up effect, I have had several complaints recently from literary readers that there's been too much about training, but of course really if anything I am going to start writing a LOT more about training mixed in with the language and literature stuff! Good luck with your own training and writing...