Oh give me land, lots of land, and the starry skies above Don’t fence me in Let me ride through the wide open country that I love Don’t fence me in ‘Don’t Fence Me In’ Cole Porter There’s always something cooking and nothing in the pot They’re starving back in China so finish what you … More Strange Days Indeed
IN WHICH WE HAVE MORE TANGENTS THAN A WHOLE SCHOOLFUL OF GEOMETRY BOOKS WHILST WE TEASE OUT THE OPTIONS FOR A BRIGHT, SHINY NEW YEAR, INCLUDING A BRIEF TREATISE ON THE PERILS OF MIXING UP ‘BONKING’ WITH ‘BONKING’… Oh how tedious that blog title must read. How many editors (and sub-editors, and sub-sub-edi… yeah, okay, … More 2020 Vision
“The Quest stands upon the edge of a knife. Stray but a little, and it will fail, to the ruin of all. Yet hope remains while the Company is true.” Lady Galadriel The Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring So the training continues, though the Connemara100 is not just a one-man band. … More The Quest
Another modest week’s training. And another short post. During the week, I managed two runs, 10 and 4 miles respectively. Yesterday’s long run clocked in at just over 27 miles, and I got a free bonus farmer’s tan thrown in for good measure. Just as well I made the most of the sun though, because … More A modest week
IN WHICH WE CONTINUE TO TRAIN AND DEVISE A CUNNING PLAN FOR ENSURING TARGETS ARE MET, AND WE DISCOVER SOMEONE HAS BEEN HITCHING A RIDE, PLUS ODI BREAKS A NAIL… Another busy week, and a fine week, weather-wise. S had a significant birthday on Wednesday, and of course it would be rude to mention the … More Hitchin’ a ride…
How time flies when you’re having fun. And likewise, it drags when you’re not. And in between is where most of the rest of life happens. It’s been a busy few weeks between work and home life. Odi the wonder greyhound continues to win our hearts with his suave nonchalance, incredible turn of pace in … More Maxed out
In the general scheme of things, that’s a naughty title, I admit. Let me explain. We’ve been under the kosh of late in the station. Low crewing levels due to illness have meant that even mundane things like going for a run have been tedious to arrange, and oft-times, simply not possible. It’s total and … More Drive-by shooting
IN WHICH WE CELEBRATE OUR WEDDING ANNIVERSARY (AND A BIRTHDAY) – ATTEMPT TO EAT OUR OWN BODY WEIGHT IN PIZZA, AND PLOT A COURSE FOR THE REMAINDER OF THE YEAR… Last week was the peak in the programme. The speed work and tempo runs are pretty much at their max, and yesterday was the longest … More Pizza by the kilo…
“Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.” Emma Lazarus The New Colossus Well, this hopefully won’t be my last post, but it most probably will be the last one before the marathon on Sunday morning. There’s not a lot to report in … More Welcome, huddled masses!
After the excitement of the Athy triathlon and the prospect of kick-starting the marathon training programme, my body (and mostly the legs department) gave me a reality check. I had done a few decent runs in the week after the race, culminating in a parkrun. Heavy legs; slow times. No issue with that, and … More Whoa there!