I was recently sitting down at lunch talking with a few co-workers about this, that, and nothing at all when the topic of books came up. One co-worker mentioned that she just doesn’t like to read, it’s not interesting to her. I did a double take and made her repeat herself because I don’t understand a world without books.
This happens a lot. I don’t know if it’s because of the technological world we live in, but people have stopped reading. I have even, shamefully, raised a child that hates to read. (I blame his father.) Schools push reading as homework, stripping the fun out of it. Gadgets have shortened our attention spam considerably (guilty). I know that I try to take advantage of my electronics because I have whatever book I’m reading at the time loaded on all my devices. I’ve always been the person who carried a book with her wherever she went. I’m blessed not to get carsick when I read in the car. My nose is almost always in a book. I love reading and anytime I can find a fellow bookworm, I have made a friend for life.
Because I love anything that makes reading even a little more fun (as if it wasn’t the best ever already), I use Goodreads a lot to track my progress, see what my friends are reading, and find new stuff to read as well. It’s a book nerd’s paradise.
Every year, Goodreads hosts a reading challenge where you set a personal goal to read a set amount of books. Last year, I tried for 100 and didn’t even get close.
I got to 29 books according to Goodreads but that didn’t include my re-reads of all the 50 Shades books (stop rolling your eyes, Lex) and possibly a few more I may have forgot to log. This year, I set my goal a little lower and I’m already on track.
Goodreads is hosting another challenge this weekend to Celebrate National Readathon Day. It’s a nationwide marathon reading session on Saturday the 24th from 12-4pm. It’s also a fundraiser for The National Book Foundation’s literacy programs. I’m totally in support of more reading programs. As a kid, my mom would take me to the library all the time where they hosted summer reading programs and other fun activities for kids.
I’ve pledged to read a really awesome graphic novel called Locke & Key, Volume 1 by Joe Hill (son of Stephen King) that my cousin let me borrow. If you’re a reader, I would totally encourage you to join this challenge. If you’re on Goodreads and we aren’t friends, please add me! I want to know what you’re reading because I’m totally nosey like that.
If you’re not on Goodreads (you should be), tell me what you’re currently reading or something that I should add to my “to-read” list!
Mother Nature is kind of a jerk. Here in California, we’ve reached the tail end of a disgusting heat wave. We’ve been in triple digits for the last 5 days or so and it’s been downright miserable.
As you know, I was scheduled to run a Spartan Race this past weekend and I was pretty nervous about it. The closer we got to the race, the less I worried about being physically able to complete it and the more I worried about the heat. I was planning on being as prepared as possible with a water pack and pedialyte to hydrate with. I had been hydrating for the two days leading up to the race and while I was nervous, I thought that if I paced myself, I’d make it. As I’m walking out of the store the night before, I get a text from my cousin who was running the race with me:
That day (Saturday), they held a Spartan Beast which is a 12 mile course, a longer version of ours. Hundreds of people fell out due to the heat and at a certain point, they closed the course and diverted it, cutting it in half for those still running. Because it was supposed to be hotter the next day, the race coordinators made the decision to not continue with Sunday’s race. It was absolutely in the best interest of the athletes for them to do this. The majority of people running this race are in peak physical condition. It’s not a race taken lightly, I’ve been training for it myself for months. To think I would have made it through a 5 mile course in the heat with no shade was crazy thinking.
I’m disappointed but I am thankful that instead of cancelling the race, they are just postponing it to January. Not only does that give me more time to train but it’s also going to be considerably cooler. It also puts me that much closer to completing a Trifecta in a calender year. (Spartan talk guys. Sorry.)
All I need now is for this damn heat wave to break. Because, this:
I always dread this date on the calendar for so many reasons. Mainly being that I can still feel the sorrow and the ache that I felt that day, looking down at my 6 month old baby and knowing this was the world I had just brought him into.
I can’t help but reflect on the way our nation came together 13 years ago. It wasn’t perfect, but it was as close to patriotism as we’ve been in many years.
Fast forward 13 years and our country is in turmoil except this time, we’re our own worst enemy. There are people in this country that don’t blink an eye when we go to war in another country but refuse to acknowledge the multiple wars going on right under their noses.
The war on women.
The war on refugees.
The war going on in the streets of Missouri right now; the war between the races.
Ultimately, its all a battle of what is right and what is wrong based on your definition of those two things.
I don’t think even sitting back and remembering how we felt as one the day we watched our country under attack will help people stop for one second and think about the pain we’re inflicting on each other today.
I’m saddened by the thought that we’ve really learned nothing.