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 SOME RAIN DELAYS WHICH INADVERTENTLY TRANSLATE INTO A TAPER FOR A TRIATHLON THAT WASN’T… The weather last week was poxy. Poxy is an all-encompassing Irish word which is generally applied to the elements, not least because, in fairness, the weather here is often poxy. But as with all great slang, it … More Missing: one pair of sea legs…
IN WHICH WE DISCOVER A FISH KILL IN A LOCAL STREAM, HEAD TO WEXFORD AND DON’T RUN, AND THEN ACCIDENTALLY AGREE TO DO A HALF-MARATHON… Well it’s been an odd week. We are well into Week 7 of the programme, and it promises to be a tough building week (or ‘the biggest 14 day training … More A mixed bag of stuff…
