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…
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!
IN WHICH WE TRY AND GET BACK TO REGULAR WAYS IN THE POOL; GET BACK OUT FOR A FEW RUNS, WITNESS SOME MORE WONDERFUL WILDLIFE MOMENTS, AND DISCOVER SOME RESIDUAL FITNESS FROM THE HALF-IRONMAN TRAINING… This week we tried to put some shape on things, in terms of training. I don’t imagine I’m any different … More Treading water
Friday. Nearly a week since we set off up north for the Ireman Triathlon. The running gag in this house for the whole summer has been to look out the window, and if it was a fine day, say “great weather for a triathlon…” Well, as it turned out, the weather was perfect for Ireman. … More It’s a new dawn, it’s a new day…
Whoa, we’re half way there Whoa, livin’ on a prayer Take my hand and we’ll make it, I swear Whoa, livin’ on a prayer ‘Livin’ on a Prayer’ Bon Jovi So. That was tough. The Ireman Triathlon took place yesterday (Sunday 27th September, 2015) up in Groomsport on the Ards Peninsula near Bangor, Co. Down. I had … More Halfway There (The Ireman Race Report)
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