My recent birthday present of a proper headlamp got its first outing this evening. It was an impromptu run, as I had planned to swim, but when I arrived at the pool it all looked suspiciously quiet. When I approached the desk and asked if there was a swim on, the receptionist replied “well, normally, … More Don’t look into the light…
Apparently we have Clodagh to thank for all the poxy weather lately. Well, to be fair to Clodagh, when you live on a rock on the edge of the Atlantic, Winter storms are to be expected. So frequent are they, in fact, that they give them all names. And in the spirit of fairness, they … More Thanks, Clodagh…
Dear old Park Run emailed me this morning to wish me a happy birthday, which is terribly nice of them (even if I do appreciate that it’s all automated). In any case, my lovely family had not forgotten, and I was showered with gifts and brought breakfast in bed. Amongst the many goodies was the Neo … More One more wrinkle
Just back in from a 10k run, or thereabouts, in the Park. I sometimes take the phone with me, and clock the run. Using SmartRunner allows you to record a wide variety of stats, most of which we all ignore. Elevation, for example, is moderately interesting, but if you know the route reasonably well, it … More Ah sure what the hell…
IN WHICH WE MUSE OVER HOW WE GOT HERE, START THE PROCESS OF MAKING A TRAINING PLAN, AND TAKE STOCK OF SOME REALITIES… Quo vadis? It’s one o’clock on a Saturday afternoon, and it’s roughly nine months to the Hardman long distance triathlon. Nomenclature in this instance shouldn’t really be an issue, but as anyone who … More Three down, one to go…
They say bad things come in threes. I’m finding it hard to argue with that this afternoon, though normally that sort of numerological guff doesn’t work for me. In the lead up to the 10k, both of us had a tummy bug. Hot, stuffy head, back aches and upset stomach. Mine, fortunately, blew over during the … More Heavy hearts
It’s definitely November. November in Ireland is traditionally a month when any thoughts of misty mellow fruitfulness are blasted clean from your mind as Atlantic storms race across the ocean and take it in turns to essentially kick the shit of this small, wet rock on the edge of Europe we call home. It’s just the … More Have you got a mo’?
Suddenly it’s Hallowe’en, the clocks have gone back, and we are plunged into what feels like preternatural darkness. This is not the case of course, but it does seem to sneak up every year, and then suddenly heading out for a run after work becomes tricky or downright impossible, unless you have either a well-lit route, … More Getting winter-ready
It was a week of marathons and park runs. Last Monday, the Dublin Marathon took place. It was a tough day for the runners. One of my mates from the fire service was taking part, and the day before – Sunday – was absolutely perfect for a run: calm, bright, no rain, no wind… Sadly, the following day … More Oíche Shamhna Shona Daoibh!
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