There had been a sniff of a Dublin Marathon race ticket earlier in the year. It never materialised. A quick five-minute session on the pop-psychologist’s chair would have unearthed a certain indifference to the whole running thing anyway. This would have led to many more sessions on the couch, but we really don’t have time … More Marathon times
My recent injury is giving me a taste of old age. Since my tumble off my roof and subsequent convalescence, I have had to rethink a few basics. And other things were completely out of the picture. The obvious items that were struck off the list included work, music and running. With a fractured L1 … More All hail the opposable thumb…
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
There’s a gag doing the rounds at the minute. It goes like this: guy is having his eyes tested. What can you see, asks the optometrist? Empty streets, empty shops, empty pubs is the reply… Congratulations, says the optometrist. You have 2020 vision! And that sort of neatly encapsulates the year we’ve had. Now, if … More And that wraps up the year…
“Me and some guys from school Had a band and we tried real hard. Jimmy quit, Jody got married I should’ve known we’d never get far” ‘Summer of ’69’ Bryan Adams. …IN WHICH THE OLD YEAR FINISHES UP WITH A DECENT RUN, BUT THE NEW ONE STARTS OFF WITH AN UNFORTUNATE BANG… HERE BUT FOR THE … More Break a leg
So the plan to run (at least) a mile every day for December is continuing. Without doubt the hardest one so far was last Saturday. Friday night was the ‘office’ Christmas party with the fire crew, and even basic movement the following morning was rather unpleasant. The run happened much later that day! About four of the … More Miles Remains
And some time make the time to drive out west Into County Clare, along the Flaggy Shore, In September or October, when the wind And the light are working off each other So that the ocean on one side is wild With foam and glitter, and inland among stones The surface of a slate-grey lake … More A tonic for the soul
IN WHICH WE DISCOVER A FISH KILL IN A LOCAL STREAM, HEAD TO WEXFORD AND DON’T RUN, AND THEN ACCIDENTALLY AGREE TO DO A HALF-MARATHON… Well it’s been an odd week. We are well into Week 7 of the programme, and it promises to be a tough building week (or ‘the biggest 14 day training … More A mixed bag of stuff…
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