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
IN WHICH WE HAVE AN INTERNAL DEBATE OVER CHOICE OF TITLE FOR THIS POST: ‘GRACE OF DUBLIN BAY’ BEING ONE, AND ‘MISSING: ONE MOJO’ BEING ANOTHER CONTENDER… “The Cambrian sediments in Howth and Ireland’s Eye to the northeast of Dublin have been mapped and the submarine deltaic Censure Group and the overlying Nose of Howth … More Have you seen the head lately?
IN WHICH WE CONTINUE TO TRAIN, BUT NOT SO MUCH FOR A TRIATHLON, WATCH SOME WONDERFUL SPORTING ACHIEVEMENTS ON THE TELLY, AND PAY A VISIT TO A VERY SPECIAL PLACE… It’s been a busy old week. Plenty of running, and plenty of running to watch on the telly, if that’s your thing. Generally-speaking, I prefer … More A Very Special Visit
Well it was nearly three years ago to the day when I set up this blog, and here we are, still tippin’ away. I should probably do a little spring-cleaning… well, perhaps that’s not the right phrase, but certainly I could rejig the initial premise of the blog, which was to do an ironman before … More Bless your little cotton socks…
Regular devotees to this blog (!) will know of my fondness for Anemone nemorosa, or the Wood Anemone; that rather wonderful member of the buttercup family that literally takes over St. Catherine’s Wood every March and April before just as swiftly vanishing for another year. Once the first few pop up out of last year’s undergrowth, … More Third time’s a charm…
A much-needed week away in Clare beckons; our favourite holiday spot. There will be visits to the beach, some swimming, walking, perhaps even a spot of light running. There will be food. There will be (for me, anyway), a few beers. Our daughter will join us on what will be probably her last trip away … More Holiday holding pattern
Busy week. Lots on in the office. Station is quiet, but then that is a good thing for the citizens of Leixlip and beyond as it means they have found clever ways to avoid coming a cropper in their homes and cars and other places. Well done all. I was delighted to be able to … More The mind. It matters.
Yet another week. Another Sunday. Plus ça change, plus c’est la même chose, ou quelque chose comme ça… In a break with tradition, I’ll update the diary first. Monday: (covered briefly in the last post) contained a short swim of about 1.25k, and then a late run in the park. The run was delayed as four different drivers … More Home improvements
Well, I don’t know why I came here tonight I got the feeling that something ain’t right I’m so scared in case I fall off my chair And I’m wondering how I’ll get down the stairs Clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right Here I am, stuck in the middle with you … More ‘A man’s got to know his limitations’