I first went out in 2004. One time. I doubled the number of times I went out the following year. I matched those three outings over 2004 and 2005 during 2006 and 2007. I matched my two year totals pretty much each year over the next three years.
Then... WOW. Meg took off.
The numbers are approximate, but if you're thinking "I've only gone out twice in a year! This is so depressing," remember last year or two years ago when you stayed in the house all year and take a look at my experience, and I bet some of the girls will write "I can't even count how many times I go out each year!"
Numbers are approximate. And although I'm pretty happy with it, maybe I can add one or two outings to 2014. I still have almost a week.