I’ve now read 100 books so far this year.
Even though I read a ton, this is only the eighth time I’ve read more than 100 books in a year.
And for the piles of books that evokes, my reading has slowed to a crawl. Back in April I was talking about how many books I’d read. I was kind of amazed myself at how I was getting through so many. But reality set in:
- January: 25
- February: 23
- March: 30
- April: 17
- May: 4
I share this for the sake of transparency and to remind myself that there’s always an ebb and flow. Sometimes it helps to recognize a wave and ride the momentum. It also helps to realize when you’re in a slump and be OK with it.
And sometimes it’s just the natural rhythm of life. What happened in May? The weather finally broken and I went bike riding all the time. I’m OK with that trade.
So a 100-book milestone in the middle of a slump. Sometimes that’s the way it is.