I’ve gotten a bit lazy on the book-reading front. After a 9to5 and freelance work on top, my brain just wants to shut down. Not to mention my quads and deteriorating core have been screaming bloody murder…my workout schedule has whittled down to 2 (at most) sessions per week. GAHHHH.
Tonight I plan on doing Turbo Jam Fatblaster. Just 30 minutes of interval training. Considering I’ll be home by 10ish tonight; after a 12 hour day, 30 minutes is all I can give. Sorry Jiggly Puff (AKA potbelly).
I also plan on getting to at least Chapter 10 in Eldest (the 2nd book in the Eragon series). I’ve been trying to get through it for the past 2 months! I think the only reason I’m dragging my feet with that book is because there isn’t a female character I can identify with. That or the lack of steamy action / teenage angst / unrequited love / half-naked werewolves. LOL.
Or maybe I’ll just start up a new book! There’s one that has caught my eye: Q by Evan Mandery. From the summary on Mandery’s website, it looks like a definite page turner:
Shortly before his wedding, the unnamed hero of this uncommon romance is visited by a man, claiming to be his future self, who ominously admonishes the protagonist that he must not marry the love of his life, Q. The author doubts this stranger, but in time becomes convinced of his authenticity and leaves his fiancée. The resulting void in his life is impossible to fill. One after the other, future selves arrive urging him to marry someone else, divorce, attend law school, leave law school, travel, join a running club, stop running, study the guitar, the cello, Proust, Buddhism, opera, and eliminate gluten from his diet. The only constants in this madcap quest for personal improvement are the author’s love for his New York City home and for his beloved Q. Q turns the classic story of transcendent love on its head, with an ending that will melt even the darkest heart.
At any rate, gotta get back at it.