Sagal ran the 2013 Boston Marathon, the year two pressure cooker bombs exploded near the finish line. The Incomplete Book of Running, by Peter Sagal That means he averaged seven-minute miles for 26.2 miles. In one decade, he ran 14 marathons, including one with a personal best time of 3:09. He presents himself as a balding, stocky everyman struggling to keep the weight off. Sagal is brilliant and accomplished, but he’s also self-deprecating and funny. But look again - while Fixx’s cover shot shows a lithe runner’s calves in elegant stride, Sagal’s shows the lower half of a runner tumbling backward, feet up, one shoe liberated from the foot and airborne.
The title is a winking homage to Jim Fixx’s 1977 runners’ bible, “The Complete Book of Running.” The cover of Sagal’s book is, at a glance, identical to Fixx’s. His hot-to-lukewarm relationship with running is the backbone of stories from his earliest years of running with his father to the present. Mercifully, the romantic arc is just the framework. By the end of the book, he’s found love again. Now there’s more of his wit and wisdom in Sagal’s new book, “The Incomplete Book of Running.” As it opens, Sagal is on the precipice of turning 40 and is in an irreparably broken marriage to the mother of his three children. Best known for his hosting duties on NPR’s “Wait, Wait … Don’t Tell Me!” Peter Sagal is also a longtime columnist for Runner’s World magazine, musing on relatable topics such as male fat-shaming, gastrointestinal challenges and the constant quest for motivation amid the everyday challenges of managing life.
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