IN WHICH THERE IS SOME RUNNING, SOME STRANGE CROSS-TRAINING, A GLIMPSE OF THE MYSTERIOUS ‘BATDAW’, AND A LOVELY FINISH TO THE WEEK As promised, Wednesday was Vibrams Run #3. All told, about 5.5k in 6:16 pace, so still nice and steady. No ill effects as of yet, and I am staying on tracks and trails … More Catch a falling star…
A few weeks ago, the organiser and beating heart of Hardman, Alan Ryan, gave me a call. He said the top UK triathlon magazine 220 Triathlon were doing a piece on the best long distance (i.e. ironman) triathlons to do for beginners. He asked me if I’d write a short piece for the April edition … More 220 Triathlon gives the Hardman a nod
Today feels like the first day of Spring this year. At the moment, it’s blue skies and sunshine, and everyone, myself included, is out walking their dog. Along the Black Avenue, the usual suspects are out and about, including the perennial Lesser Celandine, which I suspect many folk dismiss as buttercups. They are of the … More Whale-riding in Kildare
Many years ago, I played in a band. The hair was long, and the craic was good. Well, that’s a sort of nod towards the old ‘Sally O’Brien’ Harp ad, and if you don’t know it, then check it out here… We used to drink in a local pub called the Ryevale Tavern, and then … More A sign of the times
Continuing on from last week’s Wednesday run, I took the Vibrams FiveFingers out for another spin. One thing seems consistent: when I wear these shoes, it pisses rain. That aside, it was an interesting run. This time, I tried running from the house. That means hard road and a hill to start with. Seemed easier … More Vibrams Run #2
Do you remember that time we went running in Overland Park? No? Me neither. A reasonable week’s training, in which I had Pilates on Monday, a short run with the Vibrams on Wednesday (plus an hour of five-a-side footie), a decent 10k on Friday, and then this morning, I went with Mark for the usual … More Remember that time we went running in Overland Park?
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow. I feel my fate in what I cannot fear. I learn by going where I have to go. ‘The Waking’ by Theodore Roethke That’s a rather heavy way to start a short post. I’ve just stumbled on that poem and you can read the full thing … More The (D)evolution of man…
Well. They’re here. Postman delivered the Vibrams this morning, and fair play to the seller; he picked up the tab for postage as well. Sound man you are. They are a perfect fit, and look pretty much brand new. Very little wear. Now the fun begins. Itching to get out, needless to say, but we … More Mmmm… new(ish) shoes!
IN WHICH WE GET SOME EXERCISE THAT DOESN’T INVOLVE RUNNING, RUN OUT OF WOOD AT JUST ABOUT THE RIGHT TIME, AND HAVE A TIMELY REMINDER ABOUT THE LAMENTABLE LEVELS OF SAFETY FOR CYCLISTS ON THE ROAD… AND MAKE YET ANOTHER IMPULSIVE PURCHASE I treated our wood-burning stove to some TLC yesterday. I took the doors … More Back in the saddle
After the Donadea 50k, I wasn’t so much tired as very, very hungry! I ate anything that moved in the next few days. The watch guesstimated 4,200 plus calories died along the way for the cause. A few hot baths, a bit of foam rolling, and a couple of rubs with Deep Heat, and I was ready to … More A Spring in one’s step