今天是上海马拉松的比赛日，我的一个同事也去参加了，第一次冲击全马，并且完整的跑下来了。比赛完，他的微信里是这样写的：只要没趴下，还剩一口气也要冲过终点。坚持、实践，这就是他的风格。
昨天，朋友生日，玩得很high；今天，起床翻了翻《管理工作的本质》，就像一篇博士论文，根本读不下去。前段时间想给自己一个小小的目标。每天写点东西，无论是什么。翻出很久之前买的《The Elements of Style》，更是读不下去，大部分话都读不明白。例如：An Approach to style一章的第一段
Up to this point, the book has been concerned with what is correct, or acceptable, in the use of English. In this final chapter, we approach style in its broader meaning: style in the sense of what is distinguished and distinguishing. Here we leave solid ground. Who can confidently say what ignites a certain combination of words, causing them to explode in the mind? Who knows why certain notes in music are capable of stirring the listener deeply, though the same notes slightly rearranged are impotent? These are high mysteries, and this chapter is a mystery story, thinly disguised. There is no satisfactory explanation of style, no infallible guide to good writing, no assurance that a person who thinks clearly will be able to write clearly, no key that unlocks the door, no inflexible rule by which writers may shape their course. Writers will often find themselves steering my stars that are disturbingly in motion.
读不懂的时候，我就开始怀疑。于是我上了豆瓣看看评价。碰巧看到了Babyfacer陈晓炜的博客，再次光顾了他的博客。只能说他是实践了他的博客里的“追逐梦想，需要的还是脚踏实地”。
”在追逐梦想的路上，的确是我走得太慢。最大的问题就是错把憧憬当现实，误将拖延当坚持“。
我的风格是什么呢？