these people who claim to hunt dragons. be careful. they’re awed by you and fear you. this is man at his most irrational.
these people who claim to hunt dragons. be careful. they’re awed by you and fear you. this is man at his most irrational.
The hardest book I ever read while running was Crime & Punishment.
The most grueling was John Adams.
The most engrossing was Angels & Demons.
The ones that pushed me were Murakami’s.
By splitting focus into 1. Mental 2. Physical, I force myself to do both well, spreading then reintegrating my attention on a broader level. That’s probably a good clue regarding how I live on two levels simultaneously.
I ran hard today.
While reading a story in David Mitchell’s book, Ghostwritten, titled, “Holy Mountain.”
The last time someone recommended something titled “Holy Mountain,” it made me want to hurt that person.
I’m not a runner. It’s the mental focus that’s the hardest. But I ran 6 miles and I finished that fucking story.
It was about 70 years through the changing political face of China from the perspective of a woman who spends her life running a tea shop at the base of Holy Mountain. I ran and read that thing and never lost focus of either.
But I will admit I didn’t get much from that story, but I finished it. Only got to 6 miles because they were closing and I had to work out my shoulder before I left.
To be honest, I’ve never done more than 6 miles.