Christopher McDougall's follow-up to Born to run really wants to do more with all the great ingredients which made up the first book. I enjoyed Born to run a lot - as did so many other people - so I was looking forward to what might be in store. I did get another quick, enjoyable and sometimes a bit thought-provoking read. But unfortunalely, this time it never gelled for me. There is endurance, fascinating people, trips around the globe, some personal development for the author and a dose of phycical fitness theory. Added on top is a dose of history both interesting and exciting. All the ingredients go in the pot, simmer away and …
… sorry, no. Perhaps the temperature or cooking time was off? Perhaps there were too many ingredients. Whatever the reason, they never mixed into a story with a clear line, never became more than the sum of the parts. Most of the time when the book turned away from the main narrative about resistance fighters on Crete during World war II, I found myself wanting to go back to the story and at times wondering whether this aside really lent anything to the main story. The stories about the author hanging out with parkour practitioners were fun in themselves, but they felt a lot more like standalone articles than a part of a larger narrative. I can sort of see the idea which might connect them to the main story, but just because they share themes do not make them fit naturally into the same book.
Here is a story about resistance fighters, it has the following tags.
Here are some shorter articles which share one or more tags.
Related tags make for great fun exploring on a web site, but not as suitable when a cohesive book is the intended result.
Put another way: If Born to run was a story which presented itself, Natural born heroes gathered similar material and tried to find a story within it.