Long time, no post and no inspiration from a poet...

Currabinny Wood and its excellent network of trails

It's been so long since I last posted, I had nearly forgotten my password.

Since my last post, I got married and went on honeymoon, visiting St. Lucia, San Francisco, Yosemite and Vegas. I never met Ray. Also the country is in recession and is on its way down the drain and in the last week or so is experiencing an unbelievable cold snap. 

So where are we now? No closer to where I was a few months ago to be honest. It was a miserable November in terms of training - I think I had a total of 10 runs for the whole month, and I may be exaggerating a little, it was probably closer to 8. The lack of training was down to two things - firstly my own laziness and secondly some slight shin splint issues. It was mainly the laziness, however.

Since I returned from honeymoon in early August, training has been excellent some weeks, disastrous others. Between hill runs in Currabinny (see above) and loops of the Glanmire GAA pitch (plus a disaster of a time trial on the old train line), I have not found a regular training rhythm, but will struggle on trying to do so. I have, however, gotten very good at Prince of Persia on the Wii and also defeated the Nazis on more than one occasion on Call of Duty. Both involved a lot of running by whichever character I was controlling.

My buddy Elmer has decided to try and run a sub-3 hour marathon and has turned to running in Vibram Five Fingers. This was followed by him standing on a rock and injuring himself, which is unlike him. You can see his blog here: http://www.canirunasub3hourmarathon.blogspot.com/

So onward and downward into December - downward when I fell on my ass due to the ice and snow. The cold weather has allowed me to improve my Rayman Raving Rabbids score, but not so much on the running side, but we will soldier on.

I bought a copy of the republished Soundings (the poetry book you study in secondary school in Ireland) the other day and whilst looking for a reason not to go running, I decided to open it for some inspiration...I got Kavanagh's Stony Grey Soil. I stayed in.

I shall struggle on...