I am at 99 books for the year.
Yes that is one book (actually less then 30 minutes) away from reaching my goal of 100 books for the year. It is not even August yet.
This has taught me one very valuable lesson for next year.
I want to read everything and I want to have read it all yesterday. Yet looking back I see so many books that really were not worth the time I put into reading them. I feel horrible saying it, but it is true.
There are so many wonderful books to read that I do not have to try to rush through all the junk to get to the gems. My goal for the rest of the year is to reach out for the books worth reading.
It is ironic that I am saying this on the verge of the N.E.W.T.s Reading Challenge. I have 15 books planned to read in the month of August. Looking at all of them I can tell you that there may be a few adjustments. I plan to allow myself to start "DNF," or not finishing, books that are not grabbing me.
I started this adjustment with Girl Fights Back. The writing had promise, but when the plot became ridiculous I just could not finish. I then finished Peak (I still need to write a review) that is a life changing book on the psychology of expertise. I highly recommend this book! I finished out the week finishing up a book for work called Degrees That Matter a book about measuring learning in higher education.
For those of you who have been reading my blog for a while now are aware that there is a part of my life apart from book. Ok, there are actually many parts of my life apart from books. There are my kids. There is my work. There is taekwondo.
Many people are taken back when I tell them that I study teakwondo. I am not a typical student. I am a women. Most of the adult students at our dojan are male. I am a mom. I am also not the picture of athleticism.
I have been studying taekwondo for almost four years now. I started with all three of my children with the aim of giving them the support that I knew taekwondo could give them. There is ample research on the benefits of martial arts with ADHD, autism, and aggression. I also knew that I would love it. This was actually my third time studying taekwondo.
I first found taekwondo when I was 18 years old. A master was offering free classes at a church I attended. I did not stay long due as I moved out of state shortly after starting, yet the love had been created.
The second time I started I was a mom of three young children. My youngest daughter was two and had to watch from the sidelines as I did class. Thankfully it was a military friendly area that let her watch from the sidelines. My older children were just five and six and rotated between children and family classes. I was only a few belts from obtaining my black belt before we had to leave. Life happened.
It took six years to get to a position before we could go back. At this time I was a single mother to an emerging teenage boy and preteen girl. I enrolled us all.
Is it ironic that four years later it is just me and my youngest daughter? My older two children studies for three years. The benefit to them is immeasurable, but they both declined to continue. My youngest became a black belt six months ago, just after her thirteenth birthday.
Now it is my turn. In about a month I will be testing for black belt. In truth my test has already started as we have to pass of many items long before the five hour test. As I approach this goal, that I have had since I was 18, I have started thinking about the future. Black Belt is only the beginning.
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