De qué hablo cuando hablo de correr...
A billion photos from a million digital devices and everything has been seen.
A billion words from a million blogs and everything has been written.
Oh well,
Was in the bookshop the other day. I go there for the excellent jazz soundtracks they play in the background. Found the Spanish version of “What I talk about when I talk about running” and started to leaf through it.
Not that I particularly liked the version that I read in English (at least I thought I didn’t, unusually for me I read it in one sitting). Maybe it would sound better in dry Castilian prose.
In fact I don’t remember much about the book except that it consisted of short succinct sentences. That a great 21st century writer writes using short succinct sentences is particularly encouraging for those of us lacking in vocabulary and fancy wordcraft.
Like me. So I bought it. Again.
And that was that. It might have been a well invested 8 euros.
Or it might not.
Not that it matters much.
It crossed my mind to write my diary entries from now onwards in the style of Haruki Murakami.
But that might be. A bit pretentious.
4 runs in January. February will be better.
Next post: Wave Ascend v Wave Harrier. Pros and cons.
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