Dressed for success

IN WHICH WE STUMBLE BACK INTO SOME FORM OF… FORM, I DO SOME CROSS-TRAINING WITH A CHAINSAW, AND S AND I HEAD TO THE POSH SIDE OF TOWN FOR SOME SERIOUS FASHION… It seems like a lifetime ago that I mentioned how marvelous Brigid’s Day was; the first day of February. It was calm and … More Dressed for success

Marathon times

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

Run, bun, run

IN WHICH WE INVENT A NEW FORM OF TRIATHLON, WITNESS SOME REALLY SERIOUS RUNNERS AT WORK, AND PONDER ON SOME WEIGHTY TOPICS… I may accidentally have stumbled upon the best way to workout. It could indeed be the new triathlon. On Saturday, our local parkrun was celebrating its eighth birthday. Alas, celebrations were a little … More Run, bun, run

Making tracks

The first fire of the season smoulders in the grate. My brother is over for the week, neatly coinciding with our Mum’s birthday, and he and I made short work of the last few logs which needed sawing, splitting and stacking. It’s next year’s firewood (unless we have a horrendously long Winter!), and the best … More Making tracks

Run, actually

The last few weeks have been work and running. Though mostly in the form of running, then work. That’s because trying to do 9 miles in the dark at night is not a whole heap of fun. So the midweek runs have meant early starts and getting the runs out of the way. These are … More Run, actually