After the deluge that was Lock up the Year, 2025 began with some fine, frosty weather, as was predicted. The polar air mass that gave us this clear and sharp few days then bumped into a warm air mass moving up from the south-west, and all hell broke loose… well, from a meteorological viewpoint, anyway. … More Snow Day
I can’t say I’ll really miss 2024. The feeling is mutual with my better half. That said, I guess one should never wish time away. Shit happens, and we just muddle through it the best we can. Some days there is more shit, and a lot of muddling to be done. Actually, I think, as … More Locking up the year…
You figure out after a while that running is mostly in your head. You set goals, and when the little voice tries to stop you, you tell it to shut up. For me, it’s not so much a pain cave as it is a pain patio with a slightly uncomfortable chair…The Prophet Gary I have … More Swinging swords and scoffing sausages…
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
My recent injury is giving me a taste of old age. Since my tumble off my roof and subsequent convalescence, I have had to rethink a few basics. And other things were completely out of the picture. The obvious items that were struck off the list included work, music and running. With a fractured L1 … More All hail the opposable thumb…
Me? A shill for the corporate gods of marketing war and the big machine of global free-market capitalism? Never! Unless, of course, there’s a pandemic on, and all my runners are literally falling apart at the seams, and the shops are closed. In which case, yes; maybe… And as someone adroitly pointed out, you can’t … More New shoes
Okay, who’s the wise-guy with the click-bait headlines? Well, that would be me. So thanks to The Idle Cyclist, I am now forced to run at least 5k each day for the month of December. I say ‘forced’… in truth, it doesn’t take a gun to my head to slip on a pair of runners … More I don’t get out of bed for less than 5k a day…
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
… So what’s the big deal adding one more? Well, in this case, it’s one more mile on top of 99, so we’ll see how chirpy we are when we get to that stage. Assuming we do get to that stage… I won’t particularly miss January. Nothing personal, but it’s been a tough few months. … More 99 Problems…
This unassuming patch of grass overlooking the Mill Lane, where I grew up, is at the heart of St. Mary’s Park. There are quite a few ‘old school’ housing estates like this around the country, where solidly-built houses surround an open space. If there were plans for these open spaces, it seems that these were … More For Matt
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