IN WHICH WE FEEL A LITTLE SORRY FOR OURSELVES WHEN GAELFORCE WEST IS POSTPONED UNTIL NEXT YEAR, BUT DECIDE IT WOULD BE GREAT CRAIC ALTOGETHER TO DO SOMETHING JUST AS MAD… AND WE ASK THAT PERENNIAL TEASER; WHO WAS THE SECOND PERSON TO CLIMB EVEREST? Alas, Gaelforce West got the bullet last week. It was … More If at first you don’t succeed, tri, tri again…
I recall the famous Irish cyclist, Seán Kelly, once advised aspiring young cyclists to stay out of the mountains. What he was driving at, I believe, was that mountains are not to be messed with on a bike. You tackle them when you’re good and ready, and no sooner. Well this week was okay as … More There’s gold in dem hills…
IN WHICH WE HAVE SOME RAIN DELAYS WHICH INADVERTENTLY TRANSLATE INTO A TAPER FOR A TRIATHLON THAT WASN’T… The weather last week was poxy. Poxy is an all-encompassing Irish word which is generally applied to the elements, not least because, in fairness, the weather here is often poxy. But as with all great slang, it … More Missing: one pair of sea legs…
IN WHICH WE ATTEMPT TO GET TO THE BOTTOM OF A SQUEAKY RUNNER, AND FIGURE WHAT’S GOOD FOR THE SHOE GOOSE IS ALSO GOOD FOR THE BIKE GANDER… OBTUSE? STICK AROUND… Last week, my trusty Saucony Everuns developed a squeak. Just on the left one. As an exercise in Zen Buddhist philosophy, there is merit … More Old soles, new treads…
a particular attitude towards or way of regarding something; a point of view: most guidebook history is written from the editor’s perspective. • [ mass noun ] true understanding of the relative importance of things; a sense of proportion: we must keep a sense of perspective about what he’s done | though these figures shock, … More Perspective
IN WHICH WE HAVE MORE TANGENTS THAN A WHOLE SCHOOLFUL OF GEOMETRY BOOKS WHILST WE TEASE OUT THE OPTIONS FOR A BRIGHT, SHINY NEW YEAR, INCLUDING A BRIEF TREATISE ON THE PERILS OF MIXING UP ‘BONKING’ WITH ‘BONKING’… Oh how tedious that blog title must read. How many editors (and sub-editors, and sub-sub-edi… yeah, okay, … More 2020 Vision
IN WHICH WE FINALLY GET OFF THE FLAT TRAILS OF COUNTY KILDARE AND INTO THE MOUNTAINS IN PREPARATION FOR THE CONNEMARA 100 I’m about 6 miles out of Laragh on the road heading for Sally Gap, and the weather forecast is letting me down. It is certainly a different world up here, in the Wicklow … More Through the Gap
Last week’s long runs were supposed to be repeated this weekend, but as usual, life gets in the way. In this instance, though, it was a good distraction. For the last month or so, I knew I was stepping for S in the Athy triathlon. Even though it was her great idea to get two … More A Tri for training
The following may contain some views that some readers may find deeply patronising and potentially insulting. If you are allergic to such views, then head on over here instead… First up, apologies for the expletive. But I feel it’s warranted. Here’s some blurb from the marketing boys at Garmin, to give you an idea why … More Seriously? For fuck sake!
On Saturday 18th August, we found ourselves southbound on the way to the lovely village of Castleconnell for a Sprint Triathlon. It had been a target for S to get at least one triathlon in before the year’s end, but alas as the day approached, her back troubles were just too much, and she was … More A Triathlon Intermission
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