The Juneathon Cometh.

Who shall win the Juneathon? This is the question that occupies the minds of the greatest sports writers of our times. This being my first year of blogging I am happy to learn of a secret world event known only to us running bloggers - our very own 'world cup', the Juneathon! The aim is to run or exercise every single day of the month of June and to blog about it daily. Difficult enough I hear. Legendary blogs like 'Hauling My Carcass' and 'Sorelimbs' are already licking their lips at the prospect of the Juneathon but each are wary enough of the task. All credit goes to Jog-blog for the organisation of this event and for that reason alone I shall ad this innovative blog to the my blog role of honour! Let the June games begin....(in two weeks time that is...)

Clarinbridge 8k

Stop the press: SICK BOY MAKES SLOW COMEBACK IN CLARINBRIDGE!
I may not have slept with several hundred cocktail waitresses and I may not be the face of gillette razors but I too have made a comeback, and for Tiger's US Masters, read my: Clarinbridge 8k!
It was a perfect day for running - nice and bright, not too hot, not too cold, no rain and no wind! The run started on the grounds of an old Irish 'big house', set in the middle of a wooded area. For me this was all about getting a 'run in'... there will be plenty more days for PBs! Speaking of PBs - I travelled down with Rónán who did this 8k in a ridiculous time of 31minutes! He was out of sight before we even left the woods to get on to the road part of the run.
Basically, the route started with a trek through the woods, followed by a few kms of road, and then back into the woods again for the last three or four kms. The course wasn't difficult - no major uphills, but the wooded part was rough under foot which evened out some of the easiness of it.
I deliberately, ran within myself because I was wary of my lack of training over the past five weeks, and the fact that I was getting back after shaking off a bug... however, that's not to say that I didn't feel the burn for the last 2kms, but nothing major. I finished in 43.06mins, which will do me nicely.
Really enjoyed it all and big thanks to Máirín, Rónán, Marcus and Cóil for the day out!

Ron B, Chased by Sumo, Breaks All Records!

I couldn't not put up a pic of Rónán who stormed home in record time in the Kildare Half Marathon, wearing some fat man's top. I can only imagine that he ran as fast as he did (1hr30.17) beacause the Sumo Wrestler that owned the top was actually faster than he looked and chasing him at pace! Well done Burgandy, well done!

New book review

I have just reviewed Foe, a 20ish year old novel by the great J.M Coetzee. See the right column of this blog!

Another little comeback

A very slow three miler. First in over a week. Felt sluggish and tired at first but ok by the end of it. Hopefully this is the end of that aul' bug I had... There is an 8k in Clarinbridge on Sunday that Rónán and the lads are running so, providing I get another trot out on Friday, I'll consider doing that slowly. The comeback is on. Again.

Slow Down.

The blogs have slowed down, along with the runs, and for that I truly apologise to my blog God in the Sky (whose name, by the way, is Vorlong the Brave, All Hail). Any way, this past month has been the worst as regards running and also drinking - my other great blog purpose! I have had a constant bug - finally went to doc who told me it was a 'viral infection', and I have drank half my year's schedule, with only slightly over a quarter of the year gone! However, I hope to be back on running track before the end of the week and I am confident that I can bring the drinking schedule back into good order. Once again, All Hail to Vorlong the Brave, I beg Thy mercy for all of my inconsistancies, oh Great One.

Half Way Through

When I say half way through, I am referring to the pints total and not the year. I am now officially behind schedule following three more impromptu pints on Sunday night. The truth is that we had a stressful evening in Louth and when things died down my father-in-law asked if I fancied a pint in the local. I couldn't really tell him that my schedule didn't allow! So 12 pints down and 12 to go!!! Also, I haven't run for the past week, so I will trot out tomorrow to hope, yes hope that this strange bug of mine has gone! Next race target now is the Clarinbridge 8k, on Sunday 16th May. Something to aim for!