You know, I have a great life. I'm very fortunate and I'm very aware of the fact, but 2016 has been a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad year for multiple reasons. Each year on New Year's Eve I try and do a roundup of where I've been and what I've done the past twelve months to try and get ready for what's to come.
Annual visit back to old Blighty in May
And now with a President-Elect backed by the NRA you know gun laws won't be changing any time soon, so we can expect more killings in the future.
On June 23 we were all dealt another punch to the gut when the British population voted by 52% to leave the European Union, fueled by propaganda, fear-mongering, intolerance and xenophobia in the wake of the world's ongoing refugee crises in countries like Syria. This Brexit came as a shock to many (even those who had voted for it) and made me not so proud to be British, plus it was also the omen of worse events to come.
Turns out the last few years of marathon running have given me two bulging discs, and I'm still struggling to get back to normal as the recommendation was more physio, as the discs weren't herniated so they didn't need surgery. I also realised that I really shouldn't have just 'run through the pain' of my last three marathons.
This year I'm more than happy to wave goodbye to 2016, but the future doesn't look at bright as it once did, so if I have one hope for 2017 it's that it doesn't suck as much as this past year.
Personally I'm hoping for a cure for cancer, alzheimer's and HIV/AIDS in the New Year to lift everyone's spirits...