Another year, another chance to reflect on where the fuck my life is heading. Except this year, I decided to do something radical, I asked myself, what would happen if I ran one kilometre for every year that I've been alive? Sounds fair enough, except I'd never run anywhere near that far before, and I hadn't done any training. The last 2 times I tried running, I had to stop from knee pain. So perhaps this wasn't the best idea...