I had aspirations of running a marathon since my mid twenties but every single time I got into the rhythm of training my knees, back, or hamstrings, or something else got screwed up and my running came to an abrupt end. (more…)
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.
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).