Old Friends, New Friends …
… and Harry Potter
For years now, I’ve heard the Harry Potter series is worth reading. That it offers something for everyone. Even my Dad gave it a shot. But not being one for fantasy – in fact, I’ve been on something of a non-fiction kick for the last few years – I’ve steered clear of the beloved wizard.
Until now. With increased pressure from friends, plenty of free time and the first three books available on loan, I grabbed the first installment to take on a trip up the coast with Eryn, my first visitor Down Under. And guess what? I found something that was indeed relatable, especially relevant to my present company.
About halfway through the book a chapter ends, “There are some things you can’t share without ending up liking each other, and knocking out a twelve-foot mountain troll is one of them.”
Substitute “twelve-foot mountain troll” with “26.2 mile marathon” – totally comparable, right? – and you have the foundation of my friendship with Eryn. After a season as friendly lacrosse teammates in Hawaii, Eryn mentioned she was ready to cross ‘marathon’ off her life list. I volunteered to join in the pursuit, as structure and a clear-cut goal are always my strongest exercise motivators.