Friday, September 16, 2016

hate-reading

While I'm sure I've read books before just to tear them apart, I can't remember one I've looked forward to hate-reading as much as David Boudia's new book. Here's an excerpt from the description:
"One of America’s most heralded young divers, David Boudia twice went for Olympic gold, training obsessively and whole-heartedly for success. In his first Olympics, he failed miserably, not winning a single medal. Four years later saw a different story: he mounted the podium twice, winning both gold and bronze. The difference? In the intervening years, he’d changed the focus of his quest from seeking glory for himself to giving glory to God."
Where to start? Well, for starters: coming in fifth isn't failing miserably. I can't even imagine the arrogance that makes a person think they deserve more. I'm hoping that phrasing is from the publisher, not from Boudia.
Also, I'm pretty sure that God had nothing to do with the medals he won in 2012. In related news, God doesn't care who wins reality TV shows, either.
Sadly, I'll have to wait to hate-read this book, because I refuse to buy it, even at a discount. Inter-library loan, after it's no longer a new book, I'd guess.