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Chucky ár Lá... DigDig's gonna get you!
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Friday – National BeerMile Championship
A dirty filthy evening greeted the athletes as we entered the secret location and huddled together under the cover of the tree canopy. There was nervous tension crackling in the air as the competitors greeted each other, nuns, pirates, hookers and zombies exchanged pleasantries with runners dressed in more traditional technical attire.
We made our way onto the track for a warm-up, my zombie suit getting heavier by the minute with the driving rain was of less concern than my make-up running. CL the stripper with bouncing blonde curls dancing around a radiant smile literally couldn’t wait for this race. We had practised hard, night after night necking beers of different sizes, tastes, alcohol content and country of origin. We sought out the most suitable poison whilst adjusting to the ever increasing clamour for absolute adherence to the world rules. Meno’froth had come up to chez diglara to practice a beer half, there had been talk of fizziness, dizziness and angle of bottle.
Beers 2,3 and 4 now laid out on the track, groups of three like soldiers awaiting the battle cry, the first bottle in hand and the opener poised when our fantastic race director drquirky gave the shout. Bottle tops clicked like tap dancers , the glug, glug, glugs interrupted by the odd audible belch and then an empty thrown and off shoots yellow feather, a bird leading the race!!! TRR dressed as apirate set off in pursuit, it was only a matter of time……
I struggled on the first beer and set off nearer the back of the pack than the front, I was okay with this as it had been my general race strategy. Transition, beer 2, slow again but picked up the pace on the run and began to pass some runners, rounding the top bend I came into transition about 15 metres behind CL and was surprised to see meno’froth still there, he threw the bottle then shortly after threw up the contents….. I have to say at this point I literally laughed my ass off
Lap 3 and the pirate was flying, wind milling down the back straight powering to a world record that Long John Silver would be proud of. I was gaining on CL but then she started to pull away again. Iwas very aware of my breathing and trying to balance running as fast as I could without ever risking a puke, again I gained on the straight and we came into the last transition together. Beer 4 at the ready, I gave CL a cheers as we clinked bottles, both feeling let the best hooker/zombie win and off she set. It was an exercise in expert sniping, I sat in behind her shoulder, enjoying the sightof a hooker’s ar5e without a pang of guilt, 150 metres to go and I turned onthe zombie burners…… Eat my dead dust CL….. Eat my dead dust meno’froth 
An amazing event and one which I would urge all of you reading this to do if you ever get a chance. Not often would you see a 1,2,3 of a pirate, a clown and a nun Brilliantly organised by drquirky, not an easy thing to do when you need to keep the event so quiet, hence the lack of an advertisement in Irish Runner;)
Great craic in the pub afterwards, lots of great stories but the best ones must have been told by yellow feather as she seemed to constantly have a large group around her Thanks also must go out to the helpers, spectators, photographers and videographers who braved desperate weather to assist in this wonderful production, MS, pconn, ultraman, kurt godel, mrsquirky, mrskillerz, emer911, daughter911 and anyone else I left out.
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Sunday – Raheny Summer5k – Race Report
I had no real intention of doing this until I heard onThursday night that the club were putting teams in and they wanted myself andCL to run. Despite the impending doom ofa Beer Mile ahead the following day we agreed to do it. Sunday morning saw both of us awake a littleworse for wear following our Friday night exploits and despite breakfast and anice relaxed journey out to St Anne’s Park we were still feeling ropey. We met up with Frothy the Snowman and drquirky,they were also in bits so there was safety in numbers. Great to see lots of Sportsworld and Tallaghtrunners out but no real sign of the grass trackers, maybe preparing for nextyear’s Meet and Train
The gun went and I started off quite quickly up the mainavenue before easing back to a more suitable pace. My plan had been to again get as close to 19as I could so despite seeing Frothy ahead of me and CL ahead of him I concentratedon my watch. I went by RQ (why did you start so fast??) picked off a couple of my lady clubmates around 1k and then just concentratedof bridging a gap here, overtaking someone there. My breathing was quite heavy around the 3kmark but again I picked off more runners and a few from my own club (albeit onevery good runner who’d been on the pi55 the night before and he gave me a greatshout of encouragement). The watchhovered around an average pace of 6:06/6:07 so I knew that a 19 was there orthereabouts. I pushed hard over the final 2k seeing thewatch go down as low as a 6:04 average but as I came down the finishingstraight the clock ticked over the 19 and I crossed in 19:04. 6:04 average pace with 3.15k measured.
Very happy with the run, 28 seconds quicker than last weekand only 17 seconds of my PB so all still heading in the right direction. Legsfelt quite strong but it was the breathing that held me back from somethingquicker. Great run by Frothy who finishedjust ahead of me but especially CL who came 3rd in the Ladies openrace in 18:48 (matching her PB) leading her club home and weare hopeful she won the Dublin Novice… Fingers crossed on that one.
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Great craic in the pub afterwards, lots of great stories but the best onesmust have been told by yellow feather as she seemed to constantly have a largegroup around her
She must have had some titillating stories all right! I'm glad you noticed the windmills, nobody else did. I nearly dislocated my shoulder I was doing them so vigorously.0 -
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Pity the weather wasn't sunshiny immediately before and after the race...and too bad there were issues with the mechanics of the race. I did the Achill half the two previous years and my only complaint was the walkers hogging up the front of the pack after they were clearly instructed to start at the end. But...what a lovely island, if I do say so myself. And...what amazing desserts the Bee Hive serves up, especially a particular chocolate cake that had the most delicious cream nestled between the perfectly baked decadent layers. 0
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Recovery run Wednesday - The back of the knee niggle cleared up quickly and I decided to sample the roads on my new doorstep so headed off for a receovery run. From the house to the end of the army firing range and back, 5.2 miles at 8:44 pace. It was so hot the soles of my running shoes were sticking to the tar.
Legs still a little wrecked from Achill, hamstrings and quads are tender, pretty much the same areas (albeit not near as sore) as after Boston. In fact, Achill is not unlike a mini Boston, well, without the screaming spectators, the sunshine and the jet lag 0 -
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Quick update....
No running for me at all since Wednesday, had very bad hayfever which may have turned into or contributed to a likely sinus infection.... Was made to book an appointment with the Doc this morning. Felling miserable, I may have found something even worse than man flu ... If that were possible!
Holy $hitballs, we need to quarantine this man. I'm sure he's harbouring a few exotic STIs as well so we will be killing 2 birds with one stone. Just the way digger likes it 0 -
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