Wednesday, August 08, 2018


It doesn’t happen often that I am completely stunned but that’s exactly what happened a few days ago. I opened Facebook and the very first entry I saw had my jaw dropping as I was staring at the screen in utter disbelief, barely being able to grasp the reality of what I was reading.

The 2019 World Championships in Austria have been cancelled!

Had I known that was to happen, I would have done things very differently this year. I sensed a long time ago that I most likely should take a break instead of training ever harder in order to get back to international standards. To make the 2019 team I would have to run 2 quality races: one to qualify, and then the championships themselves. It was always a tough assignment but I had managed exactly that in 2014/2015, but admittedly on fresher legs.

Since I never managed to get back properly, the championships themselves have become moot as far as my personal running is concerned. However, there was still that little devil sitting on my shoulder, daring me to jump into another race, either in Tooting Bec, or in Listowel, or in Barcelona, or in whatever place I would find. I knew odds would have been against me to say the least. But a world championship in my home country would have been a unique opportunity and I may well have tried to grasp at straws, no matter how unlikely.

That has now definitely become moot. As was always the most sensible thing to do, I will definitely take it easy.

That has been surprisingly easy. My mileage is less than half of what I used to do week in week out. I used to run over 300 days in a row, and now I have taken a rest day whenever running wouldn’t easily fit into real life, even twice in a row (gasp!). I haven’t got any goals, no races planned, and definitely no pressure.

I can see Little Sugarloaf from my garden. On Sunday I ran up – though running was limited to the bottom half of the mountain, closer to the top it was hiking and scrambling on all fours at times. The views were fantastic though.

On bank holiday Monday I did a very similar run, but up to Bray Head. That was much more runnable and might do as a replacement for Windy Gap. And the views were equally as good. It’s nice to have those climbs so close to home. Maybe I won’t be missing Caragh Lake quite as much as I though I would.

2 Aug
4.12 miles, 33:13, 8:03 pace, HR 149
3 Aug
4.07 miles, 33:27, 8:13 pace, HR 147
4 Aug
5.55 miles, 47:41, 8:35 pace, HR 145
5 Aug
6.33 miles, 1:13:23, 11:35 pace, HR 139
   Little Sugarloaf
6 Aug
5.03 miles, 49:30, 9:50 pace, HR 141
   Bray Head

1 comment:

  1. Hi Thomas,
    How are you? I am very intrigued by your journey in the running world. You have a impressive CV of races. Your journey to World Championships is amazing.
    I am starting a journey myself. I have played Gaelic Football for years but am retiring at the end of the summer. I hope to start my own running journey and i am very excited to see where it will take me. Reading your blog inspires me and shows me that the sky is the limit.
    I have set up my own blog to document my journey. I feel that if it comes anyway near to been like your blog I will be doing well. If you got a spare moment I would love for you to check it out and let me know what you think. It is hard to find on Google but its address is

    Best of luck with your comeback

    Look forward to your next post.

    Brian (Crossing Over)