I *really* enjoyed reading this book - it was wonderfully light-hearted and true laugh-out-loud funny after the seriousness of Chi Running, but it was also very inspirational.
I'd never been able to run before (I've kept trying to and injuring myself), until a few months back when I discovered the Couch 2 5k programme. That got me to a point today where I can run for 30 minutes (sometimes. On a good day. If the stars are properly aligned); and I've been looking around for books on running for both technique and inspiration to help keep me going with it.
I've done a lot of distance walking as well (I took part in the Oxfam Trailwalker 100km walk, and did regular half-marathons early this year), but the idea of distance running has just never been realistic for me. After reading Kerre's book though? I have to wonder. If I can do 20 hours on my feet to walk 100km (alright, 88km then - I had to pull out early), surely I can look at a long lead-up training programme to get myself to the point where I can spend 5-6 hours on my feet to run (or more likely run-walk) a marathon? I'm now at the point where I've all-but decided that if my Trailwalker team for next year doesn't come together by mid-November, I'm going to switch focus and look at marathon training... and hey, this book has a lovely long-leadup programme at the end of it that assumes someone is starting being less of a runner than I am now, so I know it's not tooooo unrealistic for me.
So yeah - there's empirical proof for you that I found the book inspirational. As for the writing itself... I really enjoyed it - at least most of it. I could have done with less of Kerre calling herself a fat cow (or other words to that effect) when she started off at the weight I'd *like* to get to as my ultimate goal weight - and she's only a couple of inches shorter than I am. But then again, she's in the world of show business, MCing and public speaking, and I guess the rules for what's "normal" and "acceptable" are different.
There were some moments in the book where I literally had tears rolling down my face at her turns of phrase though - starting with the decal on the front cover, exhorting readers NEVER to jog in a g-string... and followed up by a solid section on why you shouldn't bang your personal trainer. My ultimate favourite, though, was from a section where she was talking about one of her long training runs in Tauranga, where she's been out for a night with the girls the evening beforehand, and she's just got back to the hotel at 1am. The hotel owners are marathon runners themselves and know the kind of thing you need for fueling up before a run, and to minimise the amount of chafing your clothes are going to cause you while you're out.
Kerre describes, "The owners had kindly given me a lift back, and as one of them had run the Comrades Marathon, they'd taken an interest in my training and offered to provide me with what I needed for the run in the morning. I shall never forget the look on a lovely English couple's faces when, just as the lift doors were closing to take us three guests up to our rooms, the manager said, "I'll have the Vaseline and the banana brought up to your room in just a few minutes."
So yes. I think the running world needs more books like this. 8/10 quite happily :-)