Boxing Day

IN WHICH WE BID FAREWELL TO THE LAST OF THE SNOW, DO A BIT TO HELP OUT WITH A GREAT CAUSE, AND GET BACK TO SOME SORT OF NORMALITY(ISH) So the snow has all but melted. It left us with some happy memories, lots of photos, and in my case, broken gutters. That’s a small … More Boxing Day

A half-arsed half

IN WHICH WE FINALLY ADMIT WE MAY HAVE WRUNG THE LAST DROPS OUT OF ALL OF LAST YEAR’S TRAINING FOR DUBLIN AS WE HIT DONADEA UP FOR A HALF, AND DONADEA HITS BACK… Saturday was World Half Marathon Day. I know. Who knew? Well, the numbers were kind of catchy, so I guess it just … More A half-arsed half

Two more sleeps…

For the last few years, a few of us from the station have played a memorial game of football for our sub-officer’s brother. It’s a mix and match of various people, but the bulk of the team are handy enough ex-Leixlip United players, so they know how to kick a ball. In preparation for this … More Two more sleeps…

50 not out

I am a runner. Let me explain. Perhaps I should start from this morning. With sausages. And black and white pudding. With eggs, tea and toast. In bed. A cooked breakfast in bed? On a Monday morning? What is this sorcery? And gifts! Gifts and cards. That can only mean one thing. Another turn of … More 50 not out

Week Four

IN WHICH A TEMPO RUN TURNS INTO A RUN-LIKE-HELL RUN, WE DISCUSS THE FASCINATING DIFFERENCES BETWEEN MILES AND KILOMETRES*, AND HOLLY SAYS… WELL, WHAT SHE ALWAYS SAYS… When you’re in a six-days a week programme, life becomes a bit of a blur. If you’re not checking the weather to see when’s good to run, you’re … More Week Four

A quick update

Week Three comes and goes. Monday was a warm 10k recovery run. Bad idea. Left it ’til the hottest part of the day. Took just over the hour and I lost three gallons of sweat. Okay, maybe not three. Later that evening we had to do a BA exercise in Newbridge, which is a core … More A quick update