Sandal Pride at the Cork City Marathon 2022

“Jesus Christ, he’s running in flip flops,” is something I heard over and over and over and over again yesterday. “You mad bastard,” was said to me so many times that I started to feel like an “S” should be added to the LGBT flag so as to include folks like me that like to run in sandals. Personally, I find it shocking that so many can afford to run in €300 Nikes that one chap informed me last only 200kms. If that is true then that means each mile costs €2.50 and essentially makes them over 8 times more expensive than petrol on a per mile basis. I heard the opening line so many times yesterday that I started to fancy that maybe I am, in fact, Jesus Christ.

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Pillow Talk at Achill Running’s August Event 2017

My legs a bit wobbly from running my first ever marathon the day before, without training I might add (blog post on this coming soon), I decide to double gun it and use two cameras to take photos of this event. Continue reading “Pillow Talk at Achill Running’s August Event 2017” →

Sexy, Sexy, Sexy and Wild at the Achill Marathon 2017 (July)

You like sexy, don’t you? Well, let me tell you, dear reader, that I had the sexiest time of my life in Achill at the weekend. No bull. No horns. Just sexy in the most psychologically mind glowingly amazing way possible. (All photos here soon). Continue reading “Sexy, Sexy, Sexy and Wild at the Achill Marathon 2017 (July)” →

24 Hours on the Run at the Belfast 24 Hour World Championships

Aidan Hogan - Irish 24 Hour Running Team 2017 — Aidan Hogan – On the final lap at the Belfast 24 Hour World Championships 2017 after having run 137 miles over the time period.

The intense excitement of a child going to Disneyland is what I feel when hurtling through time and space towards Belfast. (BELFAST 24 ALBUMS ARE HERE #1, #2.1, #2.2, #3, #4, #5, #6 )
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The COW-boy ‘tographer Shoots Gaelforce West 2017

Ye haw! After a 7am in the mornin’ hike up the misty holy mountain known as Croagh Patrick, I set me down and wait for the participants to arrive. (All photos here over the next few days).

I got ma brand spanky new sign with me so now every dog gone person will know where to find ma photos (or at least they would if the thang didn’t keep blowin’ all o’er the place) cos it’s a gosh darned cryin’ shame when folks don’t get to see tharselves in action. Continue reading “The COW-boy ‘tographer Shoots Gaelforce West 2017” →

One for the Family at the Lakes of Killarney Marathon 2017

A car exploding into flame on my route down to Kerry for the Lakes of Killarney Marathon 2017 meant that traffic on the motorway was halted for about half an hour.

It always hits me as strange how there’s a giant, and maybe infinite web of interconnected and unfathomable occurrences which lead to every split second happening across the space time continuum.

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Smiles & Miles at the Great Limerick Run 2017

“What are you taking pictures for?” One of a trio of ladies asks me as she’s going by.

“The Galway Cow, missus,” I say, “have you heard of it?”

“Arrah, no,” she says, “but sure you can take our picture and put us on it anyway.”

So I do. (Photos will be here over the next few days)

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On my Knees Photographing the London Marathon 2017

Even carefully laid plans often go tits up, or maybe I am just unfortunate. The following details my experience taking around 16,000 photos of the London Marathon 2017. (There is a total of 17 albums of photographs of the 2017 London Marathon the links to which will be here as processed: #1, #2, #3, #4, #5, #6, #7, #8) Continue reading “On my Knees Photographing the London Marathon 2017” →

Children of the Road at the Clonakilty Marathon 2016 (Part II of II)

Trapped! It looks like I’m going to spend the whole day locked in this house in Clonakilty instead of photographing the marathon here. (Photos here -albums: #1, #2, #3 )

“If you’re last out, lock the door and leave the key under the mat,” I was told by a very nice lady in the house I’m staying in, “the key will be left in the door until the last person leaves.” But there is no key in the door. With astute and rapid reasoning I realise the only other option is to climb out one of the windows. Continue reading “Children of the Road at the Clonakilty Marathon 2016 (Part II of II)” →

More Than a Marathon in Clonakilty 2016 (Part 1 of 2)

Clonakilty Waterfront Marathon.JPG — From Left to Right: Ia Hilliard (organiser), Frank Greally (Irish Runner editor), Adrianne Haslet (Boston Marathon survivor), Ray O’Connor (race director), Neil Cusack (1974 Boston Marathon winner), Amby Burfoot (1968 Boston Marathon winner), Bobbi Gibb (ran Boston when a woman doing so wasn’t sanctioned), Bob Hilliard (organiser).

Hospitalisation seeming like a very real necessity to him, at mile 97, is the climax of Ray O’Connor’s humourous description of his first ever attempt to run 100 miles in the annual Connemara ultra run of which he is the founder (he finished). No stranger to extreme running, Ray is a marketing professional, keen running enthusiast, one of the race directors of this year’s Clonakilty Marathon and the man-on-the-mike for an inspirational series of talks with running superstars and survivors of the Boston Marathon bombings. Continue reading “More Than a Marathon in Clonakilty 2016 (Part 1 of 2)” →