It seems to be a new trend that instead of making resolutions or giving up things, people are picking words that will sum up the year they wish to have. I’m down with that – I’m crap at sticking to things that restrict me and life somehow always gets in the way of the grand plans I make each January. Which come the summer always makes me feel like a total fail. And who wants to fail at life?
2016 was characterised mainly by work. Working long hours, working most weekends and being consumed by a fear that if I wasn’t grafting, I wasn’t being useful. Don’t get me wrong, it’s paid off hugely, but over Christmas I realised that whilst my work is a massive part of who I am I’m missing out on all the other great stuff that life has to offer.
So in 2017, my year will be underpinned by the word adventure. And yes, I’ll be making time for adventure.