The Reading Challenge
When I was a kid, I used to read like a champ.
I learned to read at some ridiculous age (like 2) and, by kindergarten, I was packing down novels.
While kids with coordination played t-ball and such, I would go to the library every summer, check out the max they would let me have (12 I think) and tear through them well before my three weeks were up.
Then came college. And work. And, whether I want to admit it or not, smart phones.
All of which meant I went from a rabid reader to maybe a couple books a year.
Which I became quickly conscious of when I was traveling with a coworker a few weeks ago and she mentioned that she'd just finished her 75th book of the year.
Curious, I pulled open GoodReads and found my total.
Four.
In 50 weeks.
That's just sad.
And so ... Since it's time to start working on the resolution list ... No. 1 for 2015 shall be to read 61 books.
This is probably obscenely ambitious, but gotta shoot for the stars, right?
Today is Jan. 3 and I'm now one down with 60 to go.
Perhaps that one was technically started in 2014, but it still counts.
And, for those wondering, Amy Poehler's Yes Please is absolutely fabulous. 
