I could have done it, too. I was pretty close to right on course: a few too few words some days, a few too many on others. Never so behind that I couldn't catch up.
I spent the last five days of November holding a baby, watching a toddler entertain her uncles (and vice versa), cooking big pots of New Mexican posole and stews, and reconnecting with the people who mean the most to me.
And my NaNo graph flat lined.
I'm usually a very driven person, and it's hard for me to let go of a goal, but sometimes it's worth it. Someday one of my novels might bring me a large piece of immortality, but my children and my grandchildren will definitely bring me my own, personal piece of tomorrow.
Now it's December and NaNo is irretrievably gone. My new project for the new month was joining a Crossfit gym on a special $21 for 21 days deal. If I stick with this for all 21 days I'll being doing as well as I did at NaNo. And maybe at the end of the month I will be able to report that, for the second month in a row, I am a proud loser.