Every path a river

IN WHICH WE RETURN TO SOME FAMILIAR STOMPING GROUNDS UP THE DUBLIN MOUNTAINS, PAY OUR RESPECTS TO MY LATE DAD, AND MAKE THREE DETOURS ALONG THE WAY… The week’s weather was largely settled; overcast but generally benign. Or to borrow from the late, great author, Douglas Adams, what you might call ‘mostly harmless’. Tuesday brought … More Every path a river

Slip slidin’

Time keeps on slippin’, slippin’, slippin’Into the futureTime keeps on slippin’, slippin’, slippin’Into the future ‘Fly Like an Eagle’Steve Miller Band I seem to be having a lot of those moments lately. I have no doubt the canny Germans have sprinkled a little vorsprung durch technik magic dust onto a few words and bolted together … More Slip slidin’

Farewell

Saoirse lost her Mum to cancer when she was twenty-eight. Her Mum was only fifty-nine. Twenty-eight years later, she has lost her Dad. Michael passed away in hospital after a short illness at the age of eighty-eight, and the funeral was last Tuesday. Needless to say, it’s been a rough few weeks for the family. … More Farewell

Decimated

IN WHICH GARY AND I HAD PLANNED TO DO A LONG OLD RUN AND HIKE AROUND LEITRIM, AND THE IRISH WEATHER SAID ‘HOLD MY BEER…’ Sunday was the last day of Summer, according to the met folk. And in fairness to them, they had also accurately predicted the weekend’s weather. Gary and I had hatched … More Decimated

Challenge accepted

I just needed a little nudge. Gary is good at nudging. This particular nudge was prompted by the fallow running period following the Connemarathon in April, when we were both struggling a bit with motivation. May’s total dipped under 50k, June was shy of a marathon, and July said ‘hold my beer’ and managed a … More Challenge accepted