Tippin’ away

The evenings are closing in, and I suspect Keats never spent much time hanging around the Emerald Isle because his season of mists and mellow fruitfulness seems to have passed us by. Instead, it’s more likely that we get the tail-end of Caribbean hurricanes, mixed with the heady blend of burning coal and the residue from the … More Tippin’ away

On the road again

Woah, all I want is on the road again Just can’t wait to get on the road again The life I love is makin’ music with my friends And I can’t wait to get on the road again ‘On the road again’ Willie Nelson So I was having a mild case of the ‘what ifs’ … More On the road again

Laughing with the Weather Gods… The Hardman race report.

IN WHICH THERE WILL BE PAIN. THERE WILL BE CURSING. THERE WILL BE SNOT ROCKETS*. ALL OF THIS AND MORE AS A YEAR’S TRAINING AND A LONG-HELD AMBITION MEET HEAD-ON WITH THE WORST WEATHER THE WEST OF IRELAND HAS TO OFFER. AND THE WINNER IS… Ever since I did my first triathlon, I think there … More Laughing with the Weather Gods… The Hardman race report.

The Penultimate Ride

IN WHICH WE USE ONE OF THOSE WONDERFULLY ‘BIG’ WORDS TO NAME THE BLOG, START TO FEEL THE NERVES, AND GET INTO THE MOUNTAINS AT LAST… ‘THERE’S GOLD IN THEM THERE HILLS!’ We’re on the downward spiral. With two weeks to go now, there’s little more to be done in terms of training. Now it’s all about … More The Penultimate Ride