There. I said it. Reading for a specific goal is more difficult than I imagined. When I was a fourth grader, we had to spend twenty minutes each day reading. I loved this assignment. It gave me an actual excuse to spend time with my nose in the book. I would spend what felt like hours devouring any book in my way. I would beg to go to the library in my free time and I used to walk out with bags full of chapter books.
Now I still find myself making time in my day for reading. But there’s times when I fall asleep only three pages into a chapter. I used to blow through books and now it’s taking me more time. in 2013, I graduated from college and worked a summer job as a pool manager. I got paid to spend almost all day out in the sun, reading. I read 98 books that year and ever since I’ve wanted to reach the 100 books in a year goal.
I’ll be honest, I may have already done it when I was younger. I started keeping a reading journal in 2012 as a fun way to keep track of all the books I’ve read. There’s a pretty high chance I hit the 100 books mark when I was in high school or possibly even middle school.
And now I don’t know if I’ll reach that goal. I’ve read way less than I anticipated this year. But that’s ok. 100 books will happen. Maybe this year, maybe next. I know this much – I’ll enjoy every page turn along the way.