I’m not griping. I’m just voicing what’s in my skull.
It’s just about 6:30AM. I’ve been at work since midnight. I’m filling in for a coworker who looked like death warmed over. Normally, I’d be finishing up my lifting and heading up to run, or I’d be almost done my run and thinking about a steam room.
Call me cuckoo, but lifting lots of metal after sleep deprivation doesn’t seem sound. I’ll probably have to go later this afternoon when I wake.
So I’m thinking about this “you should write a book” thing. There are gazillions of fitness and nutrition books out there. I should know. I’ve read at least 1/4 of the local Barnes & Noble’s offerings (or what they had on their big front-of-store display). So why should anyone, much less me, bother writing yet another book about how I did what I did? Because people are buying them? I just don’t know.
What would be a differentiator? What makes it worthwhile? Would a “memoir” style book make more sense? Just reading about someone who did something and taking little queues from the book?
Just curious.
Anyway, happy morning to you.
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