As a Taurus and huge hemingway fan, going to Pamplona, Spain was like my pilgrimage to mecca. I ran with the bulls twice and still have never felt anything like it. Between the feeling of death creeping around the corner and the rich sense of culture and tradition this city had a buzz to it that I’ve never experienced anywhere else
“Isolated by Mexico's deadly Copper Canyons, the Tarahumara Indians have honed the ability to run hundreds of miles without rest or injury. In a riveting narrative, award-winning journalist and often-injured runner Christopher McDougall sets out to discover their secrets.” I’m no runner, but I really enjoyed reading it. p.s. I think the genre you’re looking for is narrative nonfiction
write a big old list and get in there and GO. so fun to bob and weave and dodge strollers, the adrenaline gets pumping so high, plus you get a little hot dog reward at the end
I don't actually recommend this. 16 weeks of no social life, ravenous appetite, and every body part aching all the time.
But......Was it the best day of my life? Kinda. Will I sign up for another one? Probably.
