2017, that was the year that...
I planned to compose a long, wordy and almost certainly highly pretentious recap of the year. Only to realise at the last minute that I’d be doing it for all the wrong reasons and I’d much rather try to write something more digestible.
So instead, 2017 was the year that...
I finally admitted to myself that these events from ages ago had partly broken me and have impacted upon my ability to be present in any relationship.
I committed to the Hansons Marathon Plan whilst attempting to finish writing my Phd Thesis.
I finally handed in a completed PhD Thesis just before...
I went to Rome to run my first marathon.
I successfully defended my thesis, subject to minor corrections, during my Viva.
I left my ‘job’ of looking after students living on campus after four years.
I though it would be a good idea to run my second marathon and commit to the Hansons Plan for the second time in a year.
I went to Amsterdam to run my second marathon and was amazed that @pascal73 turned up and cheered others and myself on.
I ran under my target time of 3h 30m for the marathon distance.
I handed in my corrected PhD Thesis.
I officially had the title of Doctor conferred upon me.
It has been a year when I’ve achieved quite a few things but those achievements have also meant that a lot of stuff has now come to an end. That’s left me with a sense of displacement and no real sense of what comes next.
I may have run 1,231.2 miles but there is an eerie sense that I am exactly where I began. I find my self in the same surroundings with many of the same people. The only thing that is changed is the perspective from which I look at things. Perhaps, hopefully even, that is enough to count as progress for now.
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