For years people have told me to read Haruki Murakami’s memoir What I Talk About When I Talk About Running.

I’m not sure why I waited so long but I finally gave in. It’s good, you should read it. Murakami doesn’t treat running as a religious activity. He doesn’t think he is better than non-runners. As someone who wants to think of herself as a runner but doesn’t always have the motivation, hearing a writer discuss the simplicity of running is oddly motivating. I’m not running much more than I was before the book but maybe it’s still soaking in.