"A hungry feeling, came o're me stealing and the mice were squealing in my prison cell and the auld triangle,went jingle jangle all along the banks of the Royal Canal.To begin the morning, a screw was bawling get up ye bowsie and clean up yer cell, and the auld triangle went jingle bloody jangle, all along the banks of the Royal Canal"
The Auld Triangle-Damien Dempsey & Glen Hansard
Disclaimer......No Actual Running In This Weeks Blog.........
What a feckin' week zero miles again due to work and fatigue......however looking at the bigger picture of what's coming down the tracks the remainder of the year maybe that was a blessing this week, glass half empty that's a bit like putting lipstick on a Pig,glass half full I'm acing my time management.....ye decide?To put things in perspective the remaining nine weekends of the year are taken up w/ racing and traveling so yeah maybe just maybe a weekend to meself on top of a week when I went zero for five trying to run was the right call but since I didn't run I'll use this opportunity to pontificate on some of life's complexities in wee Fenian bastard style!
So let's dial back a tad to last Friday when I had to pick up my race number for the Run For The Blue/Market St 5 miler, since I no longer get a lunch hour now going down to Front & Dock St was a non runner and had to be done post work....fair enough tis only 15 blocks so......but then ye have to add walking to 18th & Callowhill to pick up my weekly 8 pack of Guinness Zero......now I need to go five city blocks across 18th St to Market St b4 hitting stops at 22nd & Market and 23rd & Cherry St, tis no wonder I was fair bolloxed when I eventually got home and still had dinner to cook......a year ago I don't think it would've phased me but every now and then I get subtle and sometimes not so subtle reminders that I'm not as young as I used to be and things I took for granted ie yomping across center city at the end of the week after a days work takes more out of me than it used to......since I don't plan on the 2027 Run For The Blue/Market St 5 Miler to be on my schedule{unless these hoors have a change of No Bag Check policy!!!!!} it won't be an issue but my card has been marked that things I used to do w/out a second thought now need to maybe be thought through......
Along those lines I took Monday off work as is my won't after a concert, I went to Underground Arts in center city to catch Chasing Abbey's first ever show in Philly, fair to say between the band and the audience we nearly tore the roof off the fuckin' venue such was the energy but coupled w/ getting up at 6am for my race then getting to bed close to midnite after the show and on the back of beginning the weekend tired it was no surprise when I did get up Monday morning I was fit for feck all......and in a harbinger of what was to come at work Tuesday thro Friday it was proven to be somewhat prudent that I had at least one day to rest the auld bones.I try w/ the best will in the world not to play "the age card" period but some days it does catch up to me.....in a week this week that sees the 42nd anniversary of the auld fellas passing and the 3 year anniversary of our kid dying I'm painfully reminded that auld age is a privilege that not all of us get to enjoy and thus I try not to bitch and complain about it.
To the fuckin' legends out there that pushed "Hung Out To Dry On The {Florence} Road" and "Wee Fenian Bastard Doing Wee Fenian Bastard Things{Again!!!} to over 200 views each a huge Wee Fenian Bastard thank you!!!!!not shur how that happened unless Florence Road & Wee Fenian Bastard somehow got caught up in algorithms which resulted in a massive spike in views but I was shocked to see that many views .....things settled down again last week and "Going Native" only had 30 plus......as I have said b4 posting a blog is akin to being a late nite DJ......can never be really shur anyone is reading/listening... to all those who check in each week to see what auld shite I came up w/ thanks.....ye really shouldn't encourage me......but from the very darkest recesses of my black Pagan Celtic heart thank ye!!!!!
W/ the proverbial one thing and another of late I haven't addressed scumbag Jeffery Donaldson's prison sentence till now.....ye got a fraction of what ye deserved you two faced hypocrite......how dare ye stand there pontificating this holler than thou persona knowing what ye did to those two young girls......classic Orange Order behaviour "do as I say,don't do as I do"........DON'T get me started on the whole Garvaghy Road debarcle......ZERO coincidence that auld shite all kicked off post Trump bigging up a United Ireland on his recent visit to Doobeg{the Orange One NOT so Orange after all!!!!!!!!} and pre sentencing for Donaldson......ney sash for ye scumbag......but be shur to rock that orange jumpsuit ya bastard!!!!!!!!
It's been on my calendar for a while the Israeli elections are this Tuesday......prior to now over the years I've only had half an eye on them but enough to know even when he loses that fucker Netanyahu finds a way to get back in or stay in power.......what I wouldn't give to see him not only lose this election but eventually face the long overdue corruption charges against him and face the considerable war crime charges he's guilty of........
Alright so, tis enough politics for one week, hopefully I can utilize this final week of running home in the daylight b4 the clocks go back on Sunday and ye auld blog goes back to being a running blog again......Slan go foill
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