As yesterday’s missive was really about our brief holiday in Paris, and therefore about as exciting as watching a stranger’s wedding video (and I don’t mean one of those set-ups on YouTube where the bride and groom suddenly perform some crazy break dance routine, or Ed Sheeran pops out of the cake, singing ‘Galway Girl’ … More And then two come along together…
IN WHICH THE EPIC SPORTING SUCCESS TOOK PLACE ON THE RUGBY PITCH, WHILST THE FAR MORE MODEST EXPLOITS OF ONE M.A.F.* TOOK A BACK SEAT… After Ireland’s success in the Six Nations (that’s rugby, for those that live under a rock, or certainly, not on this particular rock), there were high hopes for the two … More Epic
IN WHICH WE MUSE ON THE EFFICACY OF THE GYM AND PROMISE TO SET OUR MINDS ON THE RIGHTEOUS PATH OF GOOD HABITS, MANAGE A FEW PARKRUNS, AND FINALLY GET AROUND TO SIGNING UP TO ANOTHER EVENT… I really need to get back into the gym. Not that I like the gym, of course. I … More And in other news…
Well, it’s Friday. Five days since Dublin. How are the legs? How is the body generally? What to take from the whole experience? Well, I suppose one or two interesting stats, anyway, for starters. The last finisher over the line came in on 8 hours and 30 minutes, and was placed 15,888th. This means that … More Running the numbers in the settling dust
“Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.” Emma Lazarus The New Colossus Well, this hopefully won’t be my last post, but it most probably will be the last one before the marathon on Sunday morning. There’s not a lot to report in … More Welcome, huddled masses!
“The game’s afoot; Follow your spirit: and upon this charge, Cry — God for Harry! England and Saint George!” William Shakespeare ‘Henry V’ This quote conjures up Arthur Conan Doyle’s character, Sherlock Holmes. Probably more than the original quote from the young King Henry V, through the quill of the great bard, Will Shakespeare. But … More The game’s afoot
She said it grieves me so to see you in such pain I wish there was something I could do to make you smile again I said I appreciate that and would you please explain About the fifty ways… ’50 Ways to Leave Your Lover’ Paul Simon Well, I have found this year’s challenge. I … More 50 Ways (to eat an elephant)
Well Paddy’s Day has come and gone. I was never much of a fan. I had one or two experiences as a nipper, perched on the shoulders of adults, freezing and soaked, watching some odd floats trundle past in the nation’s capital. In those days, mercifully, the festival did the decent thing and contained itself … More Lá Fhéile Pádraig, and all that
Just back in from a 10k run, or thereabouts, in the Park. I sometimes take the phone with me, and clock the run. Using SmartRunner allows you to record a wide variety of stats, most of which we all ignore. Elevation, for example, is moderately interesting, but if you know the route reasonably well, it … More Ah sure what the hell…
It was a week of marathons and park runs. Last Monday, the Dublin Marathon took place. It was a tough day for the runners. One of my mates from the fire service was taking part, and the day before – Sunday – was absolutely perfect for a run: calm, bright, no rain, no wind… Sadly, the following day … More Oíche Shamhna Shona Daoibh!