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The New Yorker story, Late Bloomers, reflects some of what I and several of my friends have been thinking about at this junction in our lives. It's much of the same sentiment I felt when I read Murakami's memoir, What I talk About When I Talk About Running.

One mile at a time

I guess I'm on a blogging break. Somehow August isn't so relaxing and there are lots of things I need to get done. I have to get back into my gym routine, one mile at a time. I'm completely inspired by Murakami, and the Olympics (if I can find some time to watch it).

Summer reading

Two weeks ago, J gave me Atonement, by Ian McEwan to read. It was better than I expected, a bit wordy in the beginning but interesting throughout. She also gave me a copy of the movie, which I saw this weekend. Unfortunately, that was a disappointment. The acting was pretty good, but the directing left more to be desired.

This morning, R gave me Murakami's new memoir, What I talk About When I Talk About Running. I read the piece ( an excert from the book) he had in the New Yorker a couple of weeks ago and put the book on my wish list. It's exactly what I wanted. Thanks for spoiling me. What a sweet gift. Thank you!