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Running for my life

I’m not sure what it was about the book Running For My Life that did not speak to me. By all accounts it’s an interesting and engaging story. A man from a war torn part of the world escaping what many would assume would be his fate and becoming a world famous athlete, an Olympic champion.

There is nothing about his life I find uninspiring or less than amazing. I just found the book difficult to get through. That’s probably why it’s taken me so long to review it after receiving my copy (for free from the publisher, and obviously that didn’t affect my review of the book). I don’t want to give it a bad review.

I want to like this book. I just didn’t really. Perhaps it’s the result of where I was in my life as I was reading it. That has happened before. Reading a book when I was burnt out of that type of book. But then again, it’s not as though I read a lot of biographies. Perhaps it’s the sports angle. Maybe something in my head told me it was a sports book and as such I just wasn’t that interested in the subject matter regardless of the actual story happening between the covers of the book.

There are so many positive reviews of the book I would have to say that if you’re interested in the book, pick it up and read it. I’m sure you’ll love it (so many have). I just didn’t.



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