No point in making a cheesy joke if you can’t labour the point. And just like buses that arrive in pairs after a long delay, I managed a second parkrun this Saturday after a lengthy absence from this wonderful event. And it’s certainly not for any lack of love for parkrun, which has been a … More More park life!
IN WHICH, MUCH LIKE GANDALF FIGHTING THE BALROG, WE FORGOT ABOUT THE STING IN THE TAIL AS WE TOOK TO THE STREETS OF DUBLIN ONCE MORE, THIS TIME IN FANCY DRESS – BUT OLD DOGS CAN LEARN NEW TRICKS AFTER ALL, IT SEEMS… THE DUBLIN MARATHON 2022 RACE REPORT… If someone asks you to run … More Jim cracks a smile!
‘Hey, take a look at this picture,Can you believe that was you?And who’s that standin’ there in the corner?Not me!’ Damn GoodDave Lee Roth I knew I had quoted from this song before, and sure enough, a quick search on the blog reveals a long post about my days in Hollywood back in 2017. What’s … More Here’s lookin’ at you, kid
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
May has been a little odd as regards training. A lot of ‘stuff’ has been happening, between the cottage renovations, my own garden, work, and family matters. This weekend just gone, I had planned to have a break with Saoirse to celebrate her birthday. But once again, life intervened. Not in any dramatic fashion; just … More A lark in the park
As yesterday’s missive was really about our brief holiday in Paris, and therefore about as exciting as watching a stranger’s wedding video (and I don’t mean one of those set-ups on YouTube where the bride and groom suddenly perform some crazy break dance routine, or Ed Sheeran pops out of the cake, singing ‘Galway Girl’ … More And then two come along together…
The IronMan 70.3 came to Dublin last weekend, and it was quite the bandwagon. It’s a well-oiled machine, and you can see why it costs so much to enter one of these branded events. Worth it, if you have the money. My mate Ciarán took part in his first ever half-ironman (via a charity), and he did … More The IronMan rolls into town!
A very brief post to wish my mate Ciaran the very best of luck in the Dublin Half Ironman, or 70.3, as they prefer to brand it. Alas, this race came a little too soon for me, but now of course I wish I was taking part. This is a classic case of the Oisin Syndrome. (You … More Dublin calling…
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