At the beginning of 2012, I made a list of resolutions, mostly to better the quality of life and try to incorporate new activities into my normal routines. Some I’ve kept and some I’m failing miserably at, but one that I’m kicking ass at is reading more. I vowed to read one book every month, which I never thought would happen, but sure enough, it’s September 14th and I’m reading my 11th book of the year. BOO-YA.
For my 26th birthday, one of my presents was Melissa Rycroft’s biography, “My Reality,” because my family knows that I’ve always been a big fan of hers.
Last week, I decided to start reading the book, after rave reviews from my mom, and I almost finished the entire book in one day. I’d say I read about 80% of it. It’s definitely an easy read. Overall, if you like Melissa, it’s a good book. My biggest issue was that it was almost all about her relationship with Tye, which dragged on a little too long for my liking. And the most interesting parts to me – the behind the scenes information on being in The Bachelor mansion – were limited. My guess is that she’s still under some form of confidentiality contract and can’t reveal too much. I would have loved to know more about her experiences there, relationships with the other contestants, etc.
What I did love about this book was the overall message – Take chances and don’t say no, because you never know where you’re going to end up. One day Melissa was crying over a break up, feeling like her world was falling apart, and months later, she was in love, on Dancing with the Stars, and on her way to becoming a correspondent for Good Morning America.