This was an impulse purchase in an art supply store, and its value is primarily to convince the reader to purchase more paper, ink, and pens. Basically, I’m a choir waiting for the sermon.
As much as I try to stay cool about the guy, Lance Armstrong inspires me. There’s a lot about him that rubs me the wrong way, some of which I can’t even identify or articulate. But then, beneath anything else, he’s a winner with a winning attitude. No matter what else gets piled on, I just can’t resist the story.
I’d been curious to read this for a short while. I considered buying a copy to read on the flight when I went to Vermont last week, but picked the book about the Iran hostage crisis instead. Then, at my grandmother’s house as I got ready for bed, what should I see on the shelf?
The next day I asked her about it. She said she had loved it. When I asked if I could borrow and read it, she recommended it enthusiastically.