It’s ironic that ’20:20 vision’ usually means either perfect or normal eyesight. With 20:20 hindsight, 2020 will be judged as anything but perfect or normal … but, like all years, it comes to an end.
Whatever 2021 holds, I hope it is happy, healthy, safe and successful for you and yours.
To use my mother-in-law’s favourite toast ‘I wish you all you would wish yourself’.
I’m not sure 2020 deserves a big end of year review (indeed, it would consist of a lot of ‘we stayed at home’, ‘we didn’t do much’ and ‘I worked in the garden’). At least one thing we were generally allowed (and encouraged) to do was exercise.
For me, just under 1200km of running for the year in 137 outings – and comfortably over 250 sessions of running, cycling or weights in the gym in 2020.
I’m not one for New Year resolutions but, beyond the obvious ‘complete the White Horse challenge sportive in April and the ultra marathon in July’, I’ll set a few targets for 2021. In no particular order, I’m aiming for at least:
- a birthday ride of my age in miles (sadly, 66 of them) on something other than the ‘best bike’ (this year’s was on my 1955, 3 speed Elswick)
- 10 metric century rides
- 1000km of running by the end of June
- 10 runs of half marathon distance
- twice a week at the gym (when I’m here and it’s open!)
All Covid, health and fitness dependent, of course.
Roll on the vaccinations.
One bit of ‘interesting stuff’ by way of uplifting African wise words:
A hen that scratches too deep into the ground will meet its mother’s bones