One of my New Year’s resolutions was to reread parts of Proust’s À la recherche du temps perdu.
And one of the ways I’ve been doing this is by working out with Proust.
Some of you may remember that I have Proust’s oeuvre on cassette tapes and, conveniently enough, have held on to my Walkman from years past.
So instead of being motivated by the usual ‘get-your-heart-racing’ music as I work out, I’ve been listening to one of the great stories of literature.
Merci, Marcel, for being my occasional workout coach!