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Have you ever bought tickets or signed up months in advance for an event and right before it occurs something happens which prevents you from attending? That must have happened to me at some point in my formative years because since then I’ve been paranoid about that happening.
I’ve gotten a lot better at dealing with that over the last couple of years. What has helped immensely has been maintaining a racing calendar. I’ve signed up for and completed so many events with no issues so far!*
Sadly I’ve come to the very end of my scheduled races for 2013 and I’m now at a crossroads. A week from now I will run my 3rd half marathon, and beyond that I haven’t decided what I’ll do next. I have been debating whether to take a hiatus from triathlons this year and only do foot races or take a break from all racing with a plan to continue at some point — not necessarily this year. I do hope to stay motivated to continue after next week, but I’ll let you know how it goes.
*Let’s try to forget about the IT band issue that plagued my run during Tinker Bell half marathon last year, shall we?
Mini-review: Boy Proof
Boy Proof by Cecil Castellucci
My rating: 3 of 5 stars
Boy Proof had potential to be a great coming of age story about ‘invisible’ 16-year-old Victoria “Egg” Jurgen.
A few things I liked about it were the utilization of the setting (Los Angeles), the realistic portrayal of a teenaged sci-fi geek obsessed with a fandom, and the way the author showed how she channeled the feelings of exclusion by her peers into her artistic extra-curricular endeavors– from discussing sci-fi movies secrets to learning about the movie makeup and masking trade from her dad. I’d have given it four stars but I just didn’t care for the ending.
The story had been set up to give the reader an emotion-packed punch in the gut but ended with a pat on the head and a shove out the back door. I would have preferred a different outcome and this ending seemed tacked on.
Boy Proof is not a bad read but the ending doesn’t quite deliver the punch it promises.
A Mad Notepad 
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