My finagling of running data continues. Last week’s post-run description of the event as a ‘tempo run’ was excusable, but this week’s ‘progressive tempo run’ was rather shameless. To quote the great Roy Keane: fail to prepare, prepare to fail’. I did, I suppose, speed up throughout the event on Tuesday evening, managing 5k in … More That time of year
IN WHICH WE COMPLETE THE FIRST WEEK OF (UNOFFICIAL) TRAINING FOR THE 5K ATTEMPT WITH TWO VERY DIFFERENT RUNS OF SIMILAR DISTANCE, AND GO THERE AND BACK AGAIN AS CUPIDSTOWN DRAWS BACK HER BOW… Another busy week at work, and with the dark evenings, it’s still (psychologically) tricky to convince the body to get out … More Cupid has the last laugh
IN WHICH WE LEAVE IT VERY LATE IN THE DAY TO TACKLE THE ONE PEAK WE HAVE FAILED TO SUMMIT TO DATE, AND WE ENLIST THE HELP OF SOME VERY ‘SUPER’ FRIENDS TO ASSIST IN THE ENDEAVOUR… Firstly, I should acknowledge straightaway that the 39 steps are in fact 39 seconds. With an average stride … More 39 steps
IN WHICH THE OLD YEAR IS POSITIVELY LOCKED UP WITH OUR TRADITIONAL COMMUNAL RUN ALONG THE CANAL BANK, THE BAND PERFORM A MUSICAL VERSION OF D-DAY DOWN IN PORTLAOISE, AND THE NEW YEAR STAGGERS IN LIKE A DRUNK UNCLE AT A WEDDING AS IF TO SAY ‘WHAT? YOU THOUGHT THE NEW YEAR WOULD BE DIFFERENT? … More Consider it locked up!
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