Ar Nós na Gaoithe

“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

Spin cycle

Last week was a so-so week, training-wise. After the long run with Gary along the canal, I managed one mid-week run before hitting the canal with Gary once more, for a more modest 16.5k. It was a broken up run too, because we are pitching an idea about the Greenway and it necessitated multiple stops … More Spin cycle

At Swim-One-Bird

“You were seen going into the Scotch House.”Guessing the informant had also been drinking, O’Brien quickly replied “You mean I was seen coming into the Scotch House…” Irish novelist, Flann O’Brien, in response to accusations of drinking on the job as a civil servant in the 1940s. The allegations were of course true, but no-one … More At Swim-One-Bird

Thirty big ones

I sent a text to my mate Ciaran after this run. “30k in the bag”, it read, “legs in the skip.” (And for my readers across the larger of the two ponds that surround this island, that means a dumpster.) Another running mate, Gary, had tapped me up during the week to see if I … More Thirty big ones