By Kathryn Bertine
Think George Plimpton. other than with genuine athletic skill. And he’s a girl. And she’s taken on a problem that makes Paper Lion look like a brisk online game of cross Fish.
Meet Kathryn Bertine, elite triathlete, former expert determine skater, and ravenous artist. simply as her own goals start to fall apart in the summertime of 2006, ESPN stakes her to a dream: Take years to make the 2008 summer season Olympics in Beijing. As solid As Gold is the heroic, hilarious account of Bertine’s serial labor within the nation-states of triathlon, glossy pentathlon, crew handball, music biking, highway biking, rowing, open water swimming, racewalking, and—fasten your seatbelts—luge.
On her trip, the stumbling blocks diversity from jet lag to jellyfish, flat tires to floundering relationships, repeated rejection to highway rash. yet, as time is operating out, Bertine doesn’t sweat the small stuff, in basic terms the large—like scouring the globe for a tiny kingdom to undertake her, and pushing her physique and brain so far as it's going to cross. perhaps the entire solution to China.
Between harrowing, frequently laugh-out-loud episodes of triumph and humiliation, Bertine takes brief “Water Breaks” to think about the ins-and-outs of fan mail, failure, rehydration, nasal reconstruction, and the way most sensible to punish steroid users.
Kathryn Bertine swims, runs, and rides—and writes—like a champion. In As sturdy as Gold, Bertine proves she has anything extra worthy than an Olympic medal. She’s received Olympic mettle. by way of the human middle, she takes the gold.
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The place was abuzz with anglers comparing notes and guides dropping in for beers after work, several of whom we either knew or recognized, all of whom talked fish. Halfway through our burgers, we overheard a couple of guys talking about how the reds were holed up at The Sanctuary. From the sounds of it, they had limited out without much trouble. John and I looked at each other, both thinking the same thing. I didn’t have to be at work until ten the next morning, but John was due back at the hotel later that night for the graveyard shift.
Or a whistle or my signature bear-be-gone call, “HootieHoo,” inspired by a hip-hop song I was fond of as a teenager. About three-quarters of the way back, we passed four guys in camo and fatigue greens on their way to The Sanctuary, poles in one hand, cans of Pabst Blue Ribbon gripped in the other. ” I asked with a nod and a smile. They tromped on by as if we didn’t exist. John and I stopped a second and looked at each other. “That was weird,” John said. ” “They sure didn’t seem to be having much fun.
This . . can’t . . be . . happening. With its claws embedded in my leg, the bear yanked me from a tangle of brush back out to the trail in short, jerky motions like a dog playing tug-of-war with a sock. Lying facedown, fingers interlaced around the back of my neck, elbows tucked tight around the sides of my head, I tried to play dead. From somewhere above, I heard sickening, primal screams that didn’t sound human. It didn’t register that they were coming from my own throat. Lying ten feet away, stabbed and scraped by branches that had splintered on impact and made a sieve of his waders, John lay in dense brush, armed with nothing more than a fishing pole, listening to the roars and screams and thrashings of the bear killing me.
As Good As Gold: 1 Woman, 9 Sports, 10 Countries, and a 2-Year Quest to Make the Summer Olympics by Kathryn Bertine