Challenging Times

Is it just me, or are medals getting heavier and heavier? In the good old days of the Community Games, you would get a little metal object that you could close your small, sweaty fist around. If you did particularly well, you might get a plaque. As a young lad, this was the highlight of … More Challenging Times

Canal dreams

The heading gave me a little brain tingle, so I checked it out, and sure enough, it is indeed a title of an Iain Banks novel. I’ve read quite a few of his, and they’re damn fine, but I haven’t gotten around to this one yet. Still, after Christmas, there is always a neat pile … More Canal dreams

Streaky bacon

There is no particular rhyme nor reason to that headline, other than I was trying build ‘streak’ into it somewhere, as in ‘run streak’. Also, I just had lunch, and you may be surprised to learn that I did indeed have some streaky bacon… Anyway, all that buffoonery aside, I had a nice run today … More Streaky bacon

An Ode to Odi

With the world still tripping over the hurdles of COVID, and largely enthralled with the results of the US presidential election, I thought it would be an apt moment to write about greyhounds. Because, well, greyhounds. I can never remember a time in my life when there wasn’t a dog around. My first memory of … More An Ode to Odi

Perspective

a particular attitude towards or way of regarding something; a point of view: most guidebook history is written from the editor’s perspective. • [ mass noun ] true understanding of the relative importance of things; a sense of proportion: we must keep a sense of perspective about what he’s done | though these figures shock, … More Perspective

Hello, Dublin!

Well, it has indeed been a little while since we last met. That goes for both the Dublin Marathon, and you and I, dear reader. The effects of Connemara are still being felt. After-shocks, you might call them, of the running kind. Not the seismic variety; more just heavy legs, niggly groins, grumbly knees and … More Hello, Dublin!

Through the Gap

IN WHICH WE FINALLY GET OFF THE FLAT TRAILS OF COUNTY KILDARE AND INTO THE MOUNTAINS IN PREPARATION FOR THE CONNEMARA 100 I’m about 6 miles out of Laragh on the road heading for Sally Gap, and the weather forecast is letting me down. It is certainly a different world up here, in the Wicklow … More Through the Gap