Reading books - for fun?

When I was little, I loved to read.  I read all types of books, but my favorites as a child were mysteries.  My mom would taken my brother and me to the library often, and we could choose from lots of new and interesting books.  I even knew that the limit to the number of books we could check out from the public library was 99 (not that we ever reached that number).  When I got home from school, I would read.  If my brother was bothering me, I could always lose myself in a good book.  In the summer, we would both participate in the summer reading challenge held by the library and get prizes for how many books or hours we read.

And then high school happened.  And with high school came more school work and more extracurricular activities.  I was taking harder classes and reading more for school.  After school I would go to practice for whichever sport I was participating in that season: soccer, basketball, cross-country, or indoor track.  And once a week I would go to youth group after a long day of school and sports practice.  With all the time I was spending school and other things, I did not have much time left over for reading for pleasure.  But when summer came around, I would be reading a lot again.  My family has always taken books to the beach so that we can read and relax on the beach.  One summer I recall averaging about a book a day, at least for the first half of the week.