I had a less than gentle reminder of the vagaries of hill-running as regards just how long it can take. Or perhaps just how hard it can be to judge timings; either way, a useful lesson for the upcoming venture along the Wicklow Way. This was last weekend, when a number of family members met … More A scattering
My Dad died on 24th January. It’s very raw. I am writing some thoughts down, but it’s really for personal reasons, for now. It was never the purpose of this blog to get too caught up in personal ‘stuff’ anyway. The idea was to have a space for me to riff about running, and other … More Run to the hills
IN WHICH WE REACH THE END OF ANOTHER YEAR, HOOK UP WITH OLD FRIENDS FOR A SING-SONG, MAKE ONE FINAL ASSAULT ON THE EVEREST THAT IS THE MARATHON PB, AND NEATLY WRAP UP 2022 WATCHING SOME REAL RUNNERS… You had one job. All you had to do in these final months was do your training … More I’m sorry you doubt me, brother
IN WHICH WE PONDER THE CIRCLE OF LIFE, HAKUNA MATATA, VARIOUS OTHER SILLY PHRASES, AND HOW WE EDGE CLOSER TO THE NEXT FAMILY PROMOTION, OR, AS MY DAD WOULD SAY, GOD NEVER CLOSES A DOOR BUT SLAMS ANOTHER ON YOUR FINGERS… With the decision made to push forward the marathon a few days, I am … More Ah, sure it’s all good. In fact, it’s grand…
“It’s got nothing to do with Vorsprung durch Technik, you know?(Parklife)(Parklife) and it’s not about you joggersWho go round and round and round(Parklife)(Parklife)” ParklifeBlur Sharp-eyed marketing types will understand why parklife has a lower-case ‘p’ in the title. The rest of you won’t care one bit. The second lot of people; you’re damn right. I’ve … More parklife
Running since the marathon has been something of a trial. In this particular trial, the prosecution is pushing hard for a ‘guilty for being an eejit’ verdict. And who am I to argue? I think my defence is going to crumble. The evidence is clear. The accused tried to run a marathon dressed as a … More Remembering Kate
After nearly sixteen years as a firefighter in my local station, I have decided to hang up my boots. It’s been quite the ride. I’ve seen things you people wouldn’t believe. Attack ships on fire off the shoulder of… no, sorry. That’s not my speech. Apologies. My speech will be far more mundane, assuming I get … More Clearing out my locker
“Hot town, summer in the cityBack of my neck gettin’ dirty and grittyBeen down, isn’t it a pity?Doesn’t seem to be a shadow in the city” Summer in the CityThe Lovin’ Spoonful The city turns its back on its canals. I suppose Venice is an exception to this rule, or indeed, other towns where the … More Summer in the city
In my last post, I was running around in circles, trying to drag my sorry arse around a tiny piece of woodland in the middle of Kildare. (On a side note, ecologically-speaking, we are the poorest of all the EU countries when it comes to tree coverage. Our neighbour, Meath, ranks the lowest in Ireland, … More Theatre of the absurd
‘You could be packed up and readyKnowing exactly where to goHow come you miss the connection?No use in asking, the answer is nobody knowsNo use in asking, the answer is nobody knows.’ Nobody KnowsPaul Brady Running around in circles may be just about the most perfect analogy for life sometimes. I mean, it’s just sitting … More Running in circles – the Donadea 50k race report
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