My name is Sinead Egan and it’s been three weeks since my last run. It’s official – I am the laziest ho in lazy town. In fact, I run the crumby little hotel where all the lazy hos hang out…
But I won’t bore you with my guilt – this week, I am back on the running wagon, so to speak. Next goal – Inis “Iron” Meain, which was supposed to take place this weekend, but has been rescheduled for January 23rd next year.
Just had my commitment to the blogging cause questioned… In recent days I’ve had a mishap which may exclude me from the Half Marathon… Oh why am I saying may exclude, when in fact it WILL exclude me from the thing which I’ve been training for for the last 4 damn months!!
So without going into too much detail, here is hint as to why I have to pull out of the Half Marathon later this month… (NB – it really is just a hint, no Paula mishaps as yet, but it seems more possible as the distances get longer)
Did 11 miles last night – it actually felt great, as it was cool outside and slightly rainy… Possibly slightly overdosed on the ‘aul inhalers, AND I ran with a buddy, all of which made the whole thing a bit easier.
I never know what to do when I pass other runner. Should you nod in silent acknowledgement, as if to say “I know what you’re going through”? Or, is it best to look away, leaving each to their own internal coping mechanism.
Until last night, I was definitely in favour of the latter, less communicative approach. I always think that I look like a sweaty moron when I’m out running, with my pale & interesting legs, my fashion shorts and my mansize runners. And asuch I liked to pretend that nobody could see me. But last evening in Herbert Park, a runner who was doing (much faster) laps in the opposite direction, gave me a little smile as he passed; a gesture which provided me with just the little boost I needed.
I tried to pass on the positivity to the other runners who I passed, but they didn’t seem interested. I’m not deterred though – we need all the encouragement we can get. So if you’re in Herbert Park, and a lady jogger with large feet gives you a smile, it’s probably me. Spread the love people!
Meant to blog about my surprising 10 mile run last night in the immediate aftermath, but was way to spaced to even look at a keyboard… As ever, Herbert Park, overcast, not too hot so perfect really. Was seriously demotivated before I went out, but luckily Himself was on hand to kick my ass out the door just when I was about to fling myself on the sofa, in a fit of laziness and, because I would have been skipping a run, self-loathing.
But no such skipping took place. As usual, the first two miles were dire, but once I got going I really GOT GOING, which almost never happens. Perhaps it was because I hadn’t been running since Sunday, but initially at least, the run didn’t take as much out of me. Clearly, it got difficult difficult, lemon difficult at the end; but between miles 2 and 6 I’d say I was approaching relative, erm, comfort… My God, I can’t believe I said that!
My time was 01:45:46, which knocks more than 6 mins off my hard earned Adidas 10 mile time in the Phoenix Park two weekends ago. Just shows you how dire the Phoenix Park course is…
By the way, just in case you’re shocked by the slowness of my times, I should point out that I’m more of a tortoise than a hare… I get there in the end, but in fairness, (and breaking with tradition) the hare usually gets there before I do.
MapMyRun for Ballsbridge is looking fantastic all of a sudden…well since about two weeks ago…
ANYway, here is my usual route – run to the park, and then the mile around the park as many times as you like. Including the bandstand, of course, probvided there aren’t any Southside Hoodies hanging around making mischeif.
Bad news – those boffins at Glastonbury who let 30,000 extra people in two years ago without actually making room, are poised to decide, in their wisdom, that flags will be banned at Glastonbury. Can we then assume that measures will now also be taken against crowding, that mobile phone facilities will be vastly improved and that they will be handing out megaphones at the gates? Surely they know they’re not just for decoration?? I don’t know what we would have done with out our lovely Flora ProActive flag in 2005…
