I’m a firm believer that a brisk walk in the fresh air can either cure or make endurable any malady – the exception being anything gastro-intestinal. So, instead of enjoying the last Toronto Power Walk of 2016, I’m writing this blogpost within a safe distance to the bathroom – the joys of the season overdone, I’m guessing. Still, there’s something pleasant about still being in my bathrobe half-way through a Saturday morning.
So, I have no walk to write about. I thought perhaps a review of 2016? But in recalling the year, I realized that a lot of our members have been dealing with illness, family difficulties and deaths, providing super-human support for relatives both local and afar, job problems and other difficulties. They all say that having the TPW to rely on during this time has been essential.
So I think I’ll join the world in saying, “So long 2016, and good riddance! Come on in, 2017!�