IN WHICH, AFTER MANY FALSE DAWNS, THE SUN FINALLY RISES ON GAELFORCE WEST TO REVEAL THE STUNNING SCENERY OF CONNEMARA, BUT IN SO DOING SETS ON BÚCÁN MOUNTAIN… There was a point during the first part of the race that I thought to myself ‘hey, this trail running stuff is fun, I really must do … More Chasing the dragon
IN WHICH WE HAVE A LITTLE DIP (AND NOT THE CELERY AND HUMMUS KIND), CONTINUE WITH PLANS FOR THE MARATHON, AND GET BACK ON TRACK Life is what happens when you are busy making plans, to paraphrase the great John Lennon. This week had that sort of vibe. In fairness, nothing extraordinary, and sometimes, that’s … More That’s life
As promised, this post contains images of the recently unveiled tree sculpture in our local park. Bravo to whoever made the decision to engage an artist to make something creative out of a dead Beech tree. I know if that tree had been half a mile further west, in Kildare instead of Fingal County Council, … More This. This is fine…
IN WHICH WE REMIND OURSELVES, YET AGAIN, THAT MY AGEING, CREAKING BODY CAN RUN A MILLION MILES* BUT 90 MINUTES OF FIVE-A-SIDE IS TOTAL MADNESS AND MUST BE AVOIDED AT ALL COSTS… Today marks the end of Week Five of the Programme, and so far, the wheels have not come off. Mind you, the long … More Eastbound
“I’m the Dude, so that’s what you call me. That or, uh, His Dudeness, or uh, Duder, or El Duderino, if you’re not into the whole brevity thing.”The DudeThe Big Lebowski There is a ten percent ‘rule’ in long distance running training. In simple terms, increase your mileage by no more than 10 percent per … More The programme provides. This dude abides.
I suspect I am no different to most casual runners; we sometimes need a little ‘hoosh’. Given that most of us are not performing in a competitive manner in our chosen sport, it’s other motivating factors that keep us going: simple fitness, the joy of exercise, the chance of a new personal best… And the … More In praise of the programme
IN WHICH WE PONDER THE DEEP MYSTERY OF WHAT IS OR IS NOT COMING HOME, AND CONTAINED WITHIN THIS POST IS SOME SWEARING, SO IF WE’RE ALL COOL WITH THAT, LET’S CRACK ON, SHALL WE? Look. If this whole ‘it’s coming home’ business has passed you by, that’s probably not a bad thing. What’s coming … More It’s coming home. Allegedly
IN WHICH WE HAVE AN INTERNAL DEBATE OVER CHOICE OF TITLE FOR THIS POST: ‘GRACE OF DUBLIN BAY’ BEING ONE, AND ‘MISSING: ONE MOJO’ BEING ANOTHER CONTENDER… “The Cambrian sediments in Howth and Ireland’s Eye to the northeast of Dublin have been mapped and the submarine deltaic Censure Group and the overlying Nose of Howth … More Have you seen the head lately?
“There are places I’ll rememberAll my life though some have changedSome forever, not for betterSome have gone and some remain” In My LifeThe Beatles Okay. Don’t panic. For my friends and dear readers abroad, that’s a little bit of Irish. I know one of my blogging colleagues will not only recognise it, but will understand … More Ar Nós na Gaoithe
IN WHICH WE DRAW A TENTATIVE LINE UNDER THE LAST FEW WEEKS OF TURBULENCE AND GET BACK TO A LITTLE BIT OF RUNNING, WHICH IS, AFTER ALL, WHAT KEEPS ME GOING. DID YOU SEE WHAT I DID THERE? DID YOU? (YES, YES WE DID. ED.) In every superhero partnership, one is the sidekick, said my … More The Middle of Nowhere
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