As many of you may know Aisling and myself have become quite involved in dog rescue. We take in and foster pups until they are rehomed. But the dog rescues are the real heroes who take in abandoned, ill and neglected dogs and find them homes.
The Happy Irish Dogs Calendar 2018 has been produced by Sambor of Happy Irish Dogs to raise funds for the Dublin Husky Rescue. 100% of the money raised goes to rehoming, feeding, medical care of abandoned, abused or neglected dogs that are taken in by Andy at the Dublin Husky Rescue.
The calendar even features our own two Boxer dogs on the cover, Cooper and Pupper the Screwball.
You can buy the calendar online here or in store at Wheelworx, Fonthill
Every euro spent is sent directly to the Dublin Husky Rescue including the postage if you choose shipping as opposed to in store pickup.
I woke early and had some work to do before heading to the pool. I had intended on doing an hour or so but when I started swimming I was really tired. Right from the first length I was arguing with myself that I needed an easy day. I added up my training hours so far this week in my head and thought I had about sixteen hours so far and I told myself that with two more big days over the weekend I’d still get close to thirty hours done.
The arguments went back and forth in my head as I slowly clocked off the laps. I eventually decided that if I did 1500 meters I could call that a reasonable swim, anything less would be embarrassing.
I was standing on the start line of my third running race in less than 24 hours. My legs were sore but it was only a 5k. How bad could it be?
I came back to triathlon or more accurately to Ironman in 2015 after an almost two year break following back surgery. I discovered that year, twice in fact, at Ironman UK and Ironman Maastricht that remembering being fit does not equal being Ironman fit. In 2016 after talking to Ais about trying to make a proper return to Ironman racing with a realistic view on getting back to Kona I started training properly.
2016 proved to be a difficult year training wise and by the time I got to Ironman Mallorca in September I was close but alas there was to be no cigar. Actually I wasn’t even that close in the end.
We also had the small matter of our wedding coming up after Mallorca and Ais suggested that we take in a race somewhere exotic during the honeymoon. Perhaps an Ironman? I did not need to be asked twice and I entered us both in Ironman Fortaleza in Brazil sharpish. Read More
I took a little break from the blog but now I’m back. My last posts were my 2017 Ironman Florida race report and Ironman Florida race Analysis back in November. I haven’t been hiding, rather I had a couple of other projects I was working on. This is more of a personal update than the usual training one, those will resume next week. Click on through for all the latest including book launches, my next Ironman race, eleven dogs, yes you read that right. ELEVEN DOGS and more.
I feel like I’m straining against an invisible leash. My legs saying ‘to hell with it let’s go’, my head saying ‘don’t be a clown’. I pass the three-kilometer marker. My legs have settled after the cycle and every part of me is grateful to be upright and not crouched down over my tri-bars. I shake my arms, working out the stiffness from the bike and my Garmin beeps to tell me I’ve done another kilometer. That was quick, I think. My pace is now bang on target but it still feels way too easy. I tell myself to have patience but the fear of being caught is building inside me again. I look over my shoulder, but there’s still no one close to me. Read More
This race was the culmination of almost two years of work. My aim was to qualify for the Ironman world championship in Kona. I’ve qualified and raced there twice before, in 2012 and ‘13 but then I had back surgery in 2014 which took me out of the sport for over a year. I raced a couple of Ironman races in 2015 but wasn’t really fit enough to enjoy them and promised myself that if I did another I would be fit enough to race it. Read More
There were no sharks, I didn’t drown and I was more or less on time getting out of the water. So in all of those regards the swim was uneventful, thankfully nothing really went wrong. Oh, except that I’m still slow. I exited the water not knowing that I was in 275th overall and in 45th place in the age group. This did not bode well considering I needed to be top four in my AG and probably top forty overall for the Kona slot I was chasing. Read More
I’ve been asked to post any old race reports I have and I’ve put a couple of them up over the last few months. Here’s my first Kona experience in 2012.
It’s hard to know where to start with this one. I’ve been waiting to get to this start line for 15 years or more and its all exceeded any expectations I’ve ever had.
You eventually reach a point, or at least I do, when you’ve had enough of the training and you feel ready to race. Maybe ready isn’t quite the right word, maybe I just feel like I’m at the limits of what I can do to get ready for this one.
I sometimes think I almost love the training and lifestyle more than the race itself but at the end of the day the race dangling out there in the distance is what motivates and drives me to keep on pushing when I might back off if I didn’t have the pressure of an event hanging out there. Read More