tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35303893909114381272024-03-06T08:06:12.072+00:00An Bóthar IarainnScríobh, Spórt agus Scéalta Fánacha / Writing, Running and Random RavingsRónán Mac Con Iomairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14178912686461029724noreply@blogger.comBlogger22125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3530389390911438127.post-79583584094077568862013-11-05T13:14:00.000+00:002013-11-05T13:14:18.423+00:00Achoimre!<span style="color: white;">Tá sé i bhfad ó rinne mé rud ar bith leis an mblag seo, agus sula ndéanfaidh mé athbheochan air, tá sé chomh maith agam roinnt rudaí a thabhairt suas chun dáta.</span><br />
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<span style="color: white;">Aclaíocht, i dtosach báire, ó tharla gurb é a bhí mar spreagadh don bhlag sa chéad dul síos. Rinne mé dhá rás eile i 2011 tar éis Ironman 70.3 na Gaillimhe (an rás deireanach a scríobh mé faoi), rás amháin i 2012 agus níl rud ar bith déanta i 2013 agam. Tinneas ab chúis leis an <span class="fgb title">díomhaointeas ach le rudaí ina gceart arís (tá súil agam!), tá mé ar ais i mbun traenála.</span></span><br />
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<span class="fgb title"><span style="color: white;">In ionad cur síos a dhéanamh arís ar rásaí a bhfuil dearmad déanta agam orthú, tógfaidh mé an cur síos a rinne mé ag an am i mo dhialann traenála ó </span><a href="http://www.boards.ie/vbulletin/showthread.php?t=2055785235"><span style="color: white;">boards.ie</span></a><span style="color: white;"> agus cóipeáilfidh mé thíos é.</span></span><br />
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<span class="fgb title"><span style="color: white;">I measc na rudaí eile atá athruithe ó 2011, tá post nua agam, agus mé anois mar Leascheannaire ar Raidió na Gaeltachta. Athrú mór é seo ó thaobh cúrsaí ama de. Níl an oiread ama agam do rudaí ar nós riaradh an club tríatlan agus srl, ach tá an-sásamh le baint as an obair!</span></span><br />
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<span class="fgb title"><span style="color: white;">Freisin, tá leabhar ar a raibh mé ag obair le fada críochnaithe faoi dheireadh, agus le cló an mhí seo chugainn. Scéal an dornálaí, Seán Ó Mainnín, atá i Rocky Ros Muc, agus beidh sé dhá chló ag Cló Iar-Chonnacht.</span></span><br />
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<span class="fgb title"><span style="color: white;">An t-athrú deireanach, is dócha, ná an blag féin, agus súil agam nach faoi thriatlán amháin a bheidh sé as seo amach, ach gur meascán a bheidh ann de rudaí go leor. Cúrsaí litríochta, cúrsaí rith, cúrsaí an tsaoil. Feicfidh muid linn!</span></span><br />
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year before last weekend, it was a case of two in a row over the past two
weekends. I was particularly keen to do Loughrea as it was the first and only
triathlon I had ever done prior to 2011, and wanted to see how things had
developed over the past year, especially with the swim.<br />
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The comparison was not to be, however, with another miserable day in the west
leading to another shortened swim. In a way, it suited me, as my latest
arch-nemesis (hi Cian!) and uber-swimmer would be put at a disadvantage, and I
had to put things even, after he came in one place and 18 seconds ahead of me
at the Brian Boru Olympic, and after both us finished Galway 70.3 in exactly
5:00:27! Now, if that’s not nemesis material…<br />
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Swim<br />
The swim was shortened to 400 metres and all 300+ participants sent off
together. You can imagine the bunch-up at the first buoy, only 150 metres from
the start due to the shortened course. It was so thick with people, you could
almost stand up and walk over them around the buoy.<br />
The swim was uneventful other than it was rough, between people and waves, with
no rhythm in the choppiness of the lake compared to the sea.<br />
Coming into the shore, I noticed lots of people walking from about waist depth.
I kept swimming but noticed one woman was walking faster than I was swimming
into the wind. “Feck this”, I thought, and stood up to walk. Thinking that
there was no way walking could be more efficient than swimming in that much
water, I went back to the front crawl but people were still walking faster than
me. Back to walking, only to be greeted by a mocking Catweazle on the pier!<br />
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Swim Time: 9:42, 107th, 33.2% (2010: 22:10, 351st, 80%)<br />
I’ve no benchmark time from last year to compare the swim with, but I was 351st
out of the water then, so things must have improved. Very happy to be in the
top one-third, but I reckon rough-weather swimming suits hackers like me as it
makes it more difficult for the handier middle of pack swimmers to find a
rhythm and levels the playing field. For example, I finished in the top 50%
here and in Galway last weekend, but the one day of flat water swimming (Brian
Boru) had me back in 73%. Just a theory but there might be something in it.<br />
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T1<br />
A bit of hassle getting the suit off, and on the way onto the bike, one of the
straps on the side of the shoe broke off, making for an awkward foot into shoe
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T1: 1:32 (last year 1:26, slower this year despite last year being my first
ever wetsuit transition!)<br />
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Bike<br />
With the nemesis posting a blistering time on the bike last weekend, I knew I
had to put in a big effort. There was no regard for HR but to pound away. The
Loughrea bike course is not a course for speed though (at my level anyway),
with few straight sections to up speed, and lots of 90 degree turns and
undulations. At one stage, on the one fast section, I was sure I had a puncture
as I was getting all sorts of vibration and noise up off the back wheel. When I
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A few gusts of wind through hedgerow gaps after one of the last turns had me
wobbling a bit, but there was no sign of the nemesis.<br />
Finally, on the last corner into the Loughrea, I passed him, and while he
passed me again as I was taking my feet out of the shoes, we both hit the
dismount line at the same time. Game on!<br />
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Bike Time: 36:19, 21st, 6.5% (2010: 39:34, 127, 29%)<br />
Happy with the bike and first time inside the top 10% in a bike split.<br />
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T2<br />
Straightforward, no hassle<br />
T2 Time: 39 seconds (2010: 1:06)<br />
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Run<br />
Last year’s run was tough as I had torn an adductor muscle somewhere during the
race, and just couldn’t get any pace going. I felt good from the start of this
run, however, but after about 1.5km, I started feeling what I thought was a
stitch on my right side. Every time I tried to up pace, it would get worse, so
it was a case of running at a certain speed so as not to aggravate it, but
watching some targets ahead not get any closer was frustrating. After about
3km, though, it eased up and I picked up pace a bit. There was a good tussle
going on between two lads just ahead of me, and watching them overtake each
other repeatedly, I tucked in behind them before the last hill. At the top, I
passed them, but there’s nothing as disconcerting as hearing two runners right
behind you and not knowing what’s happening. With 200 metres to go, I put in a
spurt, heard a reaction from behind but managed to pull away. <br />
The effort took a bit out of me, as I was puking while coming into the
finishing chute, and emptied my stomach of all liquid once I got past the line
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This vomiting thing seems to happen a lot over the shorter distances!<br />
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Run Time: 19:31, 9th, 2.8% (2010: 21:09, 50th, 11.4%)<br />
Again, the comparison with 2010 isn’t really valid, as, if anything, I had a
bit more speed in the legs then but couldn’t get going on the day. I think the
stitch wasn’t a stitch but more of a muscular thing as I still feel the
sensation when I breathe in, two days on. <br />
While I might have improved my run time a bit on the day, I don’t think it
would have made any difference to my overall placing. More importantly, I
finished ahead of the nemesis (one-all, I might just retire now!)<br />
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4.3% (2010: 1:25:25, 151st, 34.4%)<br />
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The last triathlon of the season for me, during what has been an eye-opener and
a big learning curve. I know what my limitations are (the swim, and there is
plenty of improvement to be done on the bike), but I’m delighted to be in the
first half of results for 2011, as I was sure I would be further down in the
field.<br />
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I’ll post a proper review and and 2012 plan later on in the year, but briefly,
these are the things that I now know compared to this time last year:<br />
• Three training sessions a week isn’t a heavy workload<br />
• Last year, I didn’t own a swim cap. Now, I have nine of them<br />
• Even if I can’t use them, I now know what HR zones are<br />
• The wind is a b*tch during cycling<br />
• The wind is a b*tch during swimming<br />
• Recovery drinks are an excuse for drinking chocolate<br />
• Recovery tastes good<br />
• Getting up to train in the morning is normal, not an exception<br />
• Triathlon is way more expensive than running<br />
• Triathlon races tend to be at stupid early times, compared to run races<br />
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As for Loughrea triathlon itself, it was another well-organised Predator event,
and it was great to have 12 TríSpórt members from what is a very new club
participating. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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good days! Having driven up from a wedding in Conamara the night before, I was
no in mood for racing on Saturday morning. The hotel bed was really
comfortable, I was tired, and all I wanted to do was go back to sleep. My wife
had signed us both up for the Dublin half, as part of her DCM preparation, and
without any real target, I had little motivation for the race.<br />
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Skip a couple hours forward, and standing in the sub-100 minute corral with a
few thousand other people, and seeing the sub-1:30 balloons about fifty rows up
ahead, I thought I might as well give it my best seeing as I had come so far.
My half marathon PB of 1:30:17 had come last year while trying to stick with
pacers, and having had the same thing happen to me at last year’s DCM, where I
fell short of the pacer target by 8 seconds, I decided to ignore the tempting
green balloons and go on perceived effort.<br />
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When the klaxon went, I started weaving between people, and by the time I
looked up again, the green balloons were almost out of sight. A combination of
the over-ambitious, the inconsiderate and the plain thick had plonked
themselves in the first wave of starters and the first mile was spent
negotiating obstacles. The crowd thinned out, and settling into a 6:40ish pace,
I passed the 1:30 group and hoped I wouldn’t see them pass me later. A shout
from Racoon Queen was welcome just before the hilliest section. Not having run
a race in the Phoenix Park before, I was surprised at how long the hill went on
at around the four mile mark. <br />
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The sixth mile, up Chesterfield Avenue, was my slowest at 6:51, but seeing the
leaders coming the opposite direction, with their combination of effort and
form, was a great fillip. “Focus on form” was my mantra for the next mile and a
half. When I got to eight miles, I thought to myself, “now is the time to start
racing.” Five miles to go, two and a half miles out and back from the house,
easy peasy surely! Keeping the pace going was beginning to prove a little
difficult though, especially on the long sections into the wind. I tucked into
a group of three others that were moving well, and stuck with them until the
group came apart at about 10.5 miles. <br />
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The Garmin was annoying me as I was getting a good bit further away from the
mile markers every time the mile alert went off. At the eleven mile mark, I
figured I could get in under 1:28 if I kept the effort going. The last mile
uphill was a tough slog, especially Acres Road, but the target of sub 1:28 kept
me going. At 6:23, 6:24 and 6:15, the last 2.26 miles were my fastest, which is
a big difference on previous runs where I’ve always faded near the end. Looking
back, I reckon the extra fitness base brought on by the cycling and swimming
backed up the Furman three day week running.<br />
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I finished in 1:27:29, a new and unexpected PB, and delighted.<br />
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Afterwards, I bumped into Racoon Queen again, nice to meet you RQ! Had a good
chat later with Jackyback, fresh from 1:50 pacing duties. Plus I got to see my
wife surpass her ambitions for a great HM debut.<br />
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Now for a week off training, and then to pick up a half marathon plan for
Waterford.<br />
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</span><a href="http://connect.garmin.com/activity/115376853" target="_blank"><span style="color: #3d5686;"><span style="color: white;">Done</span></span></a><span style="color: white;">:<br />
13.1 Miles, in 1:27:29<br />
251 out of 6080 (4.1%)<br />
62nd in Category <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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my last race, and having not run 10k without stopping for a break in an awful
long time, I felt a bit anxious about this race. The purpose of the race was to
get things going in my head again, if nothing else. Be it good or bad, I've
never done a race that hasn't gotten me foccused on what need to be done,
training-wise.<br />
It was a cracking day in Ballybrit for the inaugural Great Race Galway 10k, and
my self and Bren, who had also been away from racing for a good while, lined up
together. The plan on my part was to stay comfortably enough that I would be
able to complete the race without stopping but to push myself enough to give me
a test.<br />
It was a tough course, plenty of drags and two tough climbs. I got through it
okay, no earth-shattering time but still faster than I had expected. Good to be
back.<br />
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Position: 40th of 285 (14%)<br />
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Route: Great Race Galway <br />
Time: 42:44<br />
Distance: 10km (+ 1.5km warmup)<br />
Ave Pace: 4:18<br />
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</span>Rónán Mac Con Iomairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14178912686461029724noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3530389390911438127.post-78366057103895779412011-09-19T07:37:00.000+01:002011-09-19T07:37:52.141+01:00Ironman 70.3, Gaillimh<div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-IE">Tá sé thart (le tamall fada anois!), agus tá na cosa tagtha acu féin.<span> </span>Lá gruama, garbh, fliuch, fuar a bhí i Ironman 70.3 na Gaillimhe, agus chuaigh an croí trasna ionam nuair a chonaic mé chomh togtha agus a bhí an fharraige ag a sé a chlog ar maidin.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-IE">D’fhan mé i nGaillimh an oíche roimh ré, agus bhuail cúigear againn ón gclub lena chéile thíos i mBóthar na Trá roimh tús an rás.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-IE"><b>An Snámh: 22:58 (574ú áit, 40%)</b>Agus mé ag déanamh an tseiceáil dheireannach ar an rothar, fógraíodh go mbeadh an snámh ciorruithe de bharr na drochaimsire.<span> </span>Ní raibh mé buíoch riamh a leithid de nuacht a chloisteáil.<span> </span>1000 méadar anois a bheadh ann, seachas an 1900 méadar, agus níor thóg sé i bhfad tuiscint cén fáth.<span> </span>Bhí an t-uisce an-chorraitheach, agus le go leor ciceáil agus dornaí<span> </span>san uisce, bhí an chéad 250 méadar thar a bheith garbh.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-IE">D’eirigh rudaí beagán níos éasca tar éis an chéad phucán, agus bhí mé buíoch gainimh gheall Bhóthar na Trá a fheiceál arís agus muid ag teacht i dtír.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/301465_200361870030356_103987249667819_548822_5191010_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/301465_200361870030356_103987249667819_548822_5191010_n.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i>Ag teacht amach as an uisce</i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><i><br />
</i></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-IE"><b>T1: 7:16 (492ú, 34.3%)</b>Bhí an “transition” chomh fada gur beagnach gur imeacht ann féin a bhí ann.<span> </span>Tuairim agus ciliméadar a bhí ón trá go dtí go raibh tú in ann dul suas ar do rothar.<span> </span>Leathbealaigh síos an “transition”, bhí campa ina raibh mála le do chuid éadaigh rothaíochta, agus ina bhfágfadh tú do chulaithe uisce.<span> </span>Nach maith tráthúil go raibh mo mhálasa ar iarraidh nuair a tháinig mé chomh fada leis!<span> </span>Tháinig maor air tar éis tamall, ach bhí ceann de na arm-warmers tógtha amach ag duine éigin.<span> </span>D’fhágfadh seo go mbeadh aistir fhuar ar an rothar agam, cé nár thuig mé ag an am é.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-IE"><b>An Rothar: 2:50:09 (370ú, 25.8%)</b>Suas ar an rothar, amach siar tríd Bóthar na Trá.<span> </span>Bhí slua deas cruinnithe thimpeall ar an trá, agus d’aithnigh mé corr ghlór ar an mbealach siar dom.<span> </span>Bé an t-ard suas thar galf chúrsa Bhearna an t-aon ard ceart a bhí ar an gcúrsa, agus bhí sé go deas Pat, Marie agus Rónán ón gclub a fheiceáil ansin, agus iad ag tabhairt tacaíochta!<span> </span>Ní raibh an chéad leath den rothaíocht an-eachtrúil, slua deas i Maigh Cuilinn, gan deoraí in Uachtar Ard ach ag an droichead, agus casadh géar amuigh gar den Teach Dóite sula dtabharfadh muid ár naghaidh soir arís.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/302605_200768616656348_103987249667819_550329_1732354_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="263" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/302605_200768616656348_103987249667819_550329_1732354_n.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN-IE"><i>Ag fágál Bóthar na Trá ar an Rothar</i></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span lang="EN-IE"><i><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-IE"><b>T2: 4:37 (164ú, 11.4%)</b>Transition fada arís isteach go T2, na cosa beagán tinn ag rith cosnochta fada ar bhóthar chrua.<span> </span>Beagán moille anseo arís agus maor ar thóir mo mhála ach go ghearr go raibh mé ag rith.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-IE"><b>An Rith: 1:35:29 (60ú, 4.2%)</b>Thaitin an rith liom.<span> </span>Trí thimpeall de chúrsa a thug suas faoin bPóirse Caoch muid, anuas an Balla Fada, suas céibh Nimmo agus amach thimpeall ar imeall an Swamp.<span> </span>D’fheabhsaigh an aimsir, bhí go leor daoine eile le feiceáil ag rith, bhí an lucht tacaíochta thar cionn (mo mháthair agus athair san áireamh!) agus d’aithrigh mé go maith.<span> </span>Thosaigh mé ag tuirsiú de bheagán ar an tríú thimpeall, ach ní raibh ann faon tráth sin ach coinneáil orm go dtí an líne.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-IE">Gar don líne, chonaic mé Máirín agus Marcas, agus chuir sin beagán luas sna cosa ag an deireadh!</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-IE"><o:p> </o:p></span>Rás crua ach deas, an chéad uair tríatlan chomh fada sin déanta agam, fiú muna raibh an snámh uilig i gceist.<span> </span>Is fada liom clárú don bhliain seo chugainn!</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-IE"><b>Iomlán:<br />
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1. Ironman 70.3 na Gaillimhe a dhéanamh (beidh a fhios agam Dé Domhnaigh seo chugainn an mbeidh sé sin déanta!)<br />
2. Leath-mharatón a rith faoi 1:30:00 (níl aon mhacnamh ceart deanta agam faoi seo fós!)<br />
3. Snámh trasna Cuan an Fhir Mhóir<br />
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Tá kayak ceannaithe ag mo dheartháir céile, agus nuair a chonaic mé go raibh, d'fhiafraigh mé air comhluadar a choinneál liom agus mé ag iarraidh snámh ó Thrá an Dóilín, trasna go dtí an Trá Bháin agus ar ais.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">Ní cuan an-leathan atá i gceist, ach tá sruth láidir ann, agus nuair a bhí muid tuairim agus trí-ceathrú bealach trasna, bhí mé dhá fháil an-deacair aon dul chun cinn a dhéanamh in aghaidh an tsruth, a bhí mo chaitheamh suas an cuan. Faoi dheireadh, bhain muid an taobh thall amach, agus shnámh mé aníos ón sean-teampall go dtí go raibh mé ar aghaidh an Dóilín arís. Theas mé ar an trá ansin ar feadh nóiméad nua dhó, agus thug m'aghaidh trasna arís.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Ní raibh sé i bhfad sula raibh greim ag an sruth arís orm, agus d'aithrigh sé gur go leath-taobh a bhí mé ag dul, seachas díreach ar aghaidh. Mar a thárlaíonn sé, 'spáineann an t-íomha GPS ón snámh gur go leath-taobh a bhí mé ag dul, go deimhin!:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilpILZxzTDsvX62-oEG_DJR0UJfwTsMw0BpjhRGQSYwoO5WhX464olKQJDYrPzyvD7MEpFIZQ4q7b7ssYycE0tqtI_ifm6wLhdC-Sv-Ssz0v0n0PKje1h-z7_Mjyo8TYe3buW7tEVXSV1H/s1600/snamh.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="291" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilpILZxzTDsvX62-oEG_DJR0UJfwTsMw0BpjhRGQSYwoO5WhX464olKQJDYrPzyvD7MEpFIZQ4q7b7ssYycE0tqtI_ifm6wLhdC-Sv-Ssz0v0n0PKje1h-z7_Mjyo8TYe3buW7tEVXSV1H/s400/snamh.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Faoi dheireadh, is faoi chéibh an Dóilín a chríochnaigh mé, agus b'éigin dom siúl as sin go Trá an Dóilín (ní raibh mé chun tuilleadh fuinnimh a chur amú ag snámh in aghaidh an tsruth go Trá an Dóilín!). Choinnigh Peadar leis chuig an trá leis an kayak, agus bhuail muid le chéile ansin arís.</div><div style="text-align: left;">Ina iomláine, 'spáin an GPS gur 2.36km a shnámh mé. Cheapfainn nach bhféadfadh níos mó ná 1.6km de shnámh a bheith ann dá gcoinneofá líne díreach trasna agus ar ais, ach ní féidir líne díreach a choinneál sa sruth sin!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Maidir leis an traenáil, is gearr eile go mbeidh an lá mór liom, agus tá mé ag eirí beagán tuirseach ag an traenáil agus den traenáil. Is fada liom go mbeidh mé i mo shuí os comhair teilifís ag breathnú ar an All-Ireland i mBóthar na Trá Dé Domhnaigh seo chugainn!</div>Rónán Mac Con Iomairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14178912686461029724noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3530389390911438127.post-1198661529454421262011-08-15T14:05:00.000+01:002011-08-15T14:05:04.252+01:00Traochta ag Traenáil!B'é sin cinnte an deireadh seachtain ba mhó traenála atá déanta ariamh agam, agus tá mé buíoch go bhfuil sé thart!<br />
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Thosaigh sé ar an Satharn le 110.5km de rothaíocht i 3:50:59:<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Maidin Dé Domhnaigh, rinne mé an seisiún snámh is faide a rinne mé go dtí seo, 3.34km i 1:12:00, trí huaire thimpeall ar Loch Chaladh Thadhg:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4JB9MIa9kxAYTqBMCCJ1Xpen204L18KdXsGaFl-VoBW3Qec6aEziTyAN3He1hkmuPF_oTCZFz_A1ohuf2t3Ka3wEbWfJGw_omDhegUsomAes_21wtuEniidW8oZGj4Oc1Dqqqdmro_ZV1/s1600/Loch.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="231" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4JB9MIa9kxAYTqBMCCJ1Xpen204L18KdXsGaFl-VoBW3Qec6aEziTyAN3He1hkmuPF_oTCZFz_A1ohuf2t3Ka3wEbWfJGw_omDhegUsomAes_21wtuEniidW8oZGj4Oc1Dqqqdmro_ZV1/s320/Loch.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Agus ag críochnú oíche Dé Domhnaigh le 24.14km de rith i 1:57:32, siar go Leitir Móir agus aniar: </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEX6Kar0Aaj1xNKWirYw5JcFjlefaG_cPczTA8CLLC710LmoLYkqDPgV6QJNc_iurjNnhPh9TXcYRho2eK7dgz8v0lfhXdyGdabnifTQUIZpEqS5kcOKUQSD2si2dghheiucQ2eyVWI41Z/s1600/rith.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="231" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEX6Kar0Aaj1xNKWirYw5JcFjlefaG_cPczTA8CLLC710LmoLYkqDPgV6QJNc_iurjNnhPh9TXcYRho2eK7dgz8v0lfhXdyGdabnifTQUIZpEqS5kcOKUQSD2si2dghheiucQ2eyVWI41Z/s320/rith.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">Tá mé traochta ina dhiaidh sin. Cén chaoi a ndéanann lucht an Ironman iomlán a gcuid traenála ar chorr ar bith?!</div>Rónán Mac Con Iomairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14178912686461029724noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3530389390911438127.post-55531034504341394672011-08-13T16:17:00.000+01:002011-08-13T16:17:19.303+01:00Ag rothaíocht ar chúrsa an Ironman 70.3Thug mé féin agus Setanta, mo leath-bhádóir ón gclub, aghaidh ar chúrsa rothaíochta Ironman 70.3 na Gaillimhe, ag tosnú amach ón Spidéal seachas ón tús ceart i mBóthar na Trá.<br />
Is fada an bealach go dtí an Teach Dóite é in aghaidh na gaoithe, ar dhroch-bhóthar. Bhí muid buíoch aghaidh a thabhairt soir arís! Ní mórán luas atá sa mbóthar garbh, agus ní hé an bóthar is spéisiúla ó thaobh radharcanna de, cé go bhfuil an droichead deas seo ón scannán The Quiet Man in aice leis an bpoinnte leath-bealaigh, soir ón dTeach Dóite.<br />
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110.5km a rinne muid i 3:50:59. Níor mhaith liom leath-mharatón a rith ina dhiaidh!Rónán Mac Con Iomairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14178912686461029724noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3530389390911438127.post-19389486959874184062011-08-08T16:14:00.000+01:002011-08-08T16:14:14.802+01:00Tríatlan Oilimpeach Brian Ború<br />
<div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA">Bhí drogall orm roimh an rás seo.<span> </span>B’é seo an chéad uair agam tabhairt faoi fad Oilimpeach agus bhí an 1.5km snámh ag déanamh imní dom roimh ré.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA">D’fhan mé féin agus Máirín i Luimneach don oíche roimh ré, Mamó ag tabhairt aire do na leaids óga.<span> </span>Tháinig muid chomh fada le Cill Dálua don rás an mhaidin dár gcionn, an lá go hálainn (go dtí gur oscail an spéir chúig nóiméad sular thosaigh an rás!).<span> </span>Ní bhuaileadh tada an buntáiste áitiúil, agus bhí sin againn i bhfoirm James ón gclub, a bhfuil teach a mhuintire cúpla céad slat ón áit go dtosaíonn tríatlan Brian Ború.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
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</i></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA">Ba ghearr go raibh sé in am tabhairt faoin snámh, agus bhí iontas orm faoi chomh deas agus a bhí an t-uisce, ó thaobh teocht de.<span> </span>Ní raibh aon phlean agam ach é a thógáil go breá réidh don snámh agus sin a rinne mé.<span> </span>Fuair mé cúpla cic sa straois, cúpla dorna sa ngualainn agus shnámh duine éigin trasna mo dhroim, ach bhí mé níos compordaí san uisce ná mar a bhí uaireannta eile.<span> </span>Ag an mbuoí ag 800 méadar, d’imigh mé ar strae, áfach, agus d’imigh de bheagán den chúrsa.<span> </span>Thóg sé i bhfad, feictear dom, ar an gcladach teacht níos gaire dom, ach bhain mé amach deireadh an tsnámh faoi dheireadh, in aon phíosa amháin.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA">Bhí mé cineál díomách leis an am, agus thar a bheith díomách le mo áit sa bpaca!<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA">Am: 33:40, 79ú áit as 110 (71.8%)<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA">Rinne mé cineál praiseach do T1.<span> </span>Ag rith ar fhéar fliuch, d’imigh na cosa fúm, d’imigh an rothar uaim, d’imigh an bhróg den trothán clé, agus d’imigh an buidéal uisce síos an garraí.<span> </span>Droch-thús!<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA">Am: 2:00, 12/110 (10.9%) <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA">Cnoc géar a bhí sa gcéad cúig chiliméadar den rothar, agus cé go raibh an croí an-ard, bhí mé ag aireachtáil réasúnta compordach agus mé ag dul amach thar cuid mhaith daoine.<span> </span>Thug mé liom an fána ar an taobh eile den chnoc le luas, ach leis an mbóthar chomh fliuch, beag nár imigh mé den bhóthar ar cheann de na coirnéil!<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA">Dhá thuras ar an gcúrsa céanna a bhí ann, agus bhí an cnoc níos faide fós, feictear dom, an dara uair!<span> </span>D’aithrigh mé níos láidre ná mar a d’aithrigh i rásaí níos gaire níos luaithe i mbliana.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA">Am: 40.95km i 1:21:31 (30.14kph) 10/110 (9.09%)</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal">T2</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA"> Bhí na bróga rith a bhí ag fanacht romham i T2 báite, agus fuair mé crampa sa gcalapa clé ag iarraidh iad a tharraingt orm.<span> </span>Níor fhan an crampa i bhfad, ámeán!<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA">Am: 1:46 11/110 (10%)</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA"><br />
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<div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA">Ag teacht amach as T2, chonaic mé Máirín agus deir sí liom go raibh mé sa 25ú háit.<span> </span>Dhírigh mé ar áit a bhaint amach sa gcéad fiche!<span> </span>Ní raibh mé i bhfad ag dul thar beirt, ach thóg sé i bhfad teacht ar aon duine eile.<span> </span>D’fhág “stitch” go raibh an chéad cheithre ciliméadar mí-chompórdach, ach bhí an dara leath den rith níos fearr.<span> </span>An 10k is tapúla atá rite agam fós, agus ar chúrsa cnocach!<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA">Am: 39:27 10/110 (9.09%)<br />
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2ú háit, Aois Ghrúpa 35-39 <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA"><o:p><br />
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</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA">Chomh díomách agus a bhí mé leis an snámh, bhí mé thar a bheith sásta leis an gcuid eile den rás.<span> </span>An dara háit i mo aois ghrúpa, agus sa 14ú háit ina iomláine.<span> </span><o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA">Níl ann anois ach díriú ar an Ironman 70.3 i gceann ceithre seachtainí!<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
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</div>Rónán Mac Con Iomairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14178912686461029724noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3530389390911438127.post-62318761139124947442011-08-03T17:03:00.000+01:002011-08-03T17:03:24.044+01:00Fuair mé clogad nua an lá cheana, Rudy Project Wingspan. Is cosúil go mbeidh mé níos tapúla le clogad a chuirfidh cuma an leibide orm! Tá sé an-deacair é a chuir ort i gcomparáid le gnáth-chlogad, téann sé go deas ar chloigeann Mharcais!<br />
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</i></div><div style="text-align: left;">B'é an tseachtain seo caite an tseachtain ba mhó traenála riamh agam, ní ó thaobh an líon rith déanta, ach ó thaobh chuile rud le chéile. I ndáríre, is beag an t-iomlán é i gcomparáid le daoine eile ach is dul chun cinn domsa é!</div><div style="text-align: left;">Iomlán don tSeachtain Seo Caite:</div><div style="text-align: left;">Snámh: 7820 méadar</div><div style="text-align: left;">Rothaíocht: 233.69 ciliméadar</div><div style="text-align: left;">Rith: 24.2 ciliméadar</div>Rónán Mac Con Iomairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14178912686461029724noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3530389390911438127.post-57224053605067085482011-07-28T10:53:00.000+01:002011-07-28T10:53:12.679+01:00Smugairlí Rón!Bhí mé ag snámh amach ón gcéibh nua ar an Spidéal aréir le baill TríSpórt. Bhí an fharraige chomh ciúin, ach thíos faoi bharr uisce, bhí an áit beo le smugairlí rón. Ní na cuid beaga neamh-urchóideacha ach an oiread, ach rudaí móra, smugairlí compais. Níor thug mé faoi dearadh go raibh mé amuigh as an uisce go raibh gath curtha acu ionam tríd an culaith snámh! <br />
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Níos luaithe sa lá, rinne mé seisiún rith ar Pháirc an Chathanaigh, an chéad uair a rith mé ar pháirc ó tháinig mé ón gCróáit. Bhí an féar chomh glas agus chomh bog i gcomparáid le páirc chrua, donn Cibaca!Rónán Mac Con Iomairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14178912686461029724noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3530389390911438127.post-67179641388319537662011-07-27T11:35:00.000+01:002011-07-27T11:35:51.624+01:00An Chróáit<div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA">Tá sé i bhfad ró-fhada ó thug mé an blag seo suas go dáta, go príomha mar go raibh mé ar saoire trí seachtainí sa gCróáit agus i Montenegro.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Tá mé sa mbaile anois le tuairim agus coicís, ach aithríonn sé ar nós go bhfuil sé i bhfad níos faide ná sin ó bhí muid sa ngrian!</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA">Bhí an saoire iontach ó thaobh traenála de, go háiríthe agus Máirín í féin ag rith, anois go bhfuil sí ag traenáil do mharatón Bhaile Átha Cliath.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Is é an pátrún a bheadh againn ná go n-eireodh Máirín luath ar maidin chun a cuid rith a dhéanamh (bheadh sé i bhfad ró-the é a dhéanamh i rith an lae), agus nuair a thiocfadh sise abhaile, dhéanfadh mise mo chuid rith nó mo chuid rothaíochta.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Is ins an trathnóna a dhéanfainn an snámh.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA">Bhí an snámh sa Chróáit go haoibhinn.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Chuile thrathnóna, bhuailfinn síos go trá Srebreno, agus cé go raibh an luas ag a raibh mé ag snámh mall, ba íontach an deis a bhí ann cur leis an achar a bhí mé in ann a dhéanamh agus níos mó misní a bheith agam as an snámh.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Cineál “breakthrough” mór siceolaíoch a bhí sa snámh sa Chróáit dom.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmha-zHZwmHcJ1J-sYbG2nKv8ZnLMUdg0DrH3cqh3YOoBMm9vBcQzdYdkMW8mrHpz1LK5vJju8mCueAnlRgGZDgZ_4OFm_pSFXtJ_GCH0uKL9a5tJEkyN1BjhJFlNwmNlZmvNhB2H0-1Ae/s1600/srebreno.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmha-zHZwmHcJ1J-sYbG2nKv8ZnLMUdg0DrH3cqh3YOoBMm9vBcQzdYdkMW8mrHpz1LK5vJju8mCueAnlRgGZDgZ_4OFm_pSFXtJ_GCH0uKL9a5tJEkyN1BjhJFlNwmNlZmvNhB2H0-1Ae/s400/srebreno.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span lang="GA"><o:p> <i>Trá Srebreno</i></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA">Snámh ar Saoire: 12,180m</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA">Maidir leis an rothaíocht, níl a léithid de rud sa Chróáit agus bóthar cothrom.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Tá i gcónaí ag dul suas nó síos, níl aon easpa oibre ar an rothar ann!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>B’í an chéad fhadhb a bhí agam ná nuair a thóg mé an rothar amach as an mála nuair a tháinig muid chomh fada leis an teach i Mlini, thug mé faoi dearadh go raibh bollta beag in easnamh orm, rud a d’fhág nach bhféadfaí an suíocán a fháisceadh i gceart.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Fuair mé leigheas ar an bhfadhb faoi dheireadh, a bhuíoch d’“angle grinder” agus “vice grips” agus bhí liom.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA">Tá an bóthar in aice leis an teach thar a bheith gnóthach, an príomh-bhóthar aníos cósta an Adriatic.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Ina theannta sin, is bóthar thar a bheith caol atá ann.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>B’í an phlean, mar sin, ná bheith ar an rothar luath ar maidin, agus imeacht den bhóthar mór isteach go gleann an Konavle.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Tá dromchla breá ar an mbóthar seo agus is fíor-bheagán trácht atá air.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Níl tada le feiceál ar thaobh an bhóthair, áfach, ach nathaireacha agus gráinneoga marbh!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.vecernji.hr/data/slika/12/55548.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="271" src="http://www.vecernji.hr/data/slika/12/55548.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span lang="GA"><o:p><i>Gleann Konavle</i></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA"><o:p> </o:p></span>Rothaíocht ar Saoire: 230.04km</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA">B’é an chuid is deacra den traenáil thar lear ná an rith, ó tharla (a) nach maith liom bheith ag rith ar maidin agus (b) mar go raibh sé chomh te.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Bhí an chéad cupla seachtain ceart go leor, ach bhí an tseachtain deireannach thar a bheith te, 38 céim lá amháin.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Bhí sé ar nós a bheith ag déanamh “intervals” in oighean!</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA">Is iad na háiteacha céanna a ritheann mé i gcónaí nuair a bhíonn muid thall, “intervals” ag páirc sacar Cibaca, rith deas le cósta thimpeall ar Kupari (atá fós scriosta tar éis an chogaidh), Srebreno agus ar aghaidh go Mlini, corr rith fada suas in aghaidh an chnoic ó thuaidh den teach.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://media-cdn.tripadvisor.com/media/photo-s/00/17/e5/c3/mlini-harbour.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="298" src="http://media-cdn.tripadvisor.com/media/photo-s/00/17/e5/c3/mlini-harbour.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span lang="GA"><o:p><i>Baile Mlini, cúrsa deas ritheacht!</i> </o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal">Ritheacht ar Saoire: 115.84km</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA">Chomh maith leis an gCróáit, chaith muid cheithre lá thuas sna sléibhte i dtuaisceart Montenegro, i mbaile Zabljak.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Dúshlán ann féin a bhí sa rith anseo, ó tharla go bhfuil Zabljak ag 4500 troigh airde.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Bhí an ceantar go hálainn, ach d’fhág báisteach agus fuacht gur tháinig muid anuas ón sliabh lá níos luaithe ná mar a bhí beartaithe agus d’fhill ar an ngrian!</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.widerange.org/images/large/durmZabljak.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="265" src="http://www.widerange.org/images/large/durmZabljak.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span lang="GA"><o:p><i>Zabljak sa Samhraidh, baile ski sa nGeimhridh...</i></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA">An-saoire, faraor gan mé thall arís ann!</span></div>Rónán Mac Con Iomairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14178912686461029724noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3530389390911438127.post-66572587414135496052011-06-15T19:06:00.001+01:002011-06-15T19:07:44.266+01:00COPE Ocean Triathlon<div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">An dara tríatlan as a chéile in imeacht seachtaine, agus an ceann seo níos gaire de bhaile i mBóthar na Trá na Gaillimhe. Céibe cén fonn a bhí orm seo a dhéanamh nuair a chláraigh mé i rith na seachtaine, bhí drogall ceart orm roimhe faoin Aoine, le droch-phian ag teacht aníos mo sháil agus cantal agus tuirse ag dul leis an bpian sin!</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Tháinig maidin Dé Domhnaigh, agus le meascán de Neurofen Gel, taibléidí Neurofen agus Deep Freeze Spray, bhí faoiseamh éigin agam ón gcois. Isteach go Bóthar na Trá, áit ar casadh Setanta, Pádraic, James agus Ger orm ón gclub. Bhí an mhaidin gránna, agus ba fada liom go dtosódh an rás. Nuair a thosaigh, áfach, ní raibh muid ach 150 méadar isteach sa snámh nuair a bhí uaim eirí as. D’aithrigh mé lag, m’annáil easnamhach, tuirseach... ní raibh uaim ach go dtarraingeodh ceann de na kayaks as an uisce mé. Thóg sé tamall orm eirí as an trua dom féin agus choinnigh orm, buíoch nuair a chonaic mé an cladach ag déanamh orm. Bhí íontas orm an cúigear ón gclub a fheiceál ag eirí amach as an uisce ag an am céanna liom féin, cheap mé go ndeachaigh rudaí i bhfad níos measa ná sin dom.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Am Snámh: 15:43 (55 as 183, 30%)<br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /> <br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /> </span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--0BSXs1_zFc/TfTDaQWwSwI/AAAAAAAAB8U/AiXfbEULhiU/IMG_7333.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--0BSXs1_zFc/TfTDaQWwSwI/AAAAAAAAB8U/AiXfbEULhiU/IMG_7333.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>Ag teacht amach as an uisce</i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i><br />
</i></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Amach ar an rothar leis an ghaoth le mo dhroim agus níl aon cheist faoi ach go bhfuil an rothaíocht ag feabhsú. Chuaigh roinnt tharam, ach chuaigh mé thar go leor! Bhí sé deacair go maith a bheith rothaíocht isteach sa ngaoth tar éis an casadh sna Forbacha, agus bhí mé buíoch filleadh ar Bhóthar na Trá.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Am Rothaíochta: 37:29 (26 as 183, 14.2%)<br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /> <br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /> </span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TKLtHglmVFM/TfTEyWjLovI/AAAAAAAACHg/lDOgWjUT-TA/IMG_7523.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TKLtHglmVFM/TfTEyWjLovI/AAAAAAAACHg/lDOgWjUT-TA/IMG_7523.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>Ar ais go Bóthar na Trá sa mbáisteach</i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Faoin am seo, bhí mé chomh fuar agus fliuch go raibh sé deacair na bróga rith a tharraingt orm féin (a léiriú féin gur thóg sé 8 seicind níos mó orm teacht amach as T2 i gcomparáid le T1, a bhíonn mall go hiondúil idir cultacha uisce a bhaint díot agus clogaid a chuir ort). D’aithrigh mo chosa an-aisteach freisin, ar nós go raibh rud éigin greamaithe de mo chuid bonnacha. In aghaidh na gaoithe arís don rith, thimpeall ar an swamp, agus coimhlint mhaith le duine éigin ó Ennis Tri Club. Bhí an chéad leath den rith mall, ach bhí an dara leath thar cionn, mé fein agus mo chéile comhraic ar mo ghualainn, an bheirt againn ag rith go láidir agus an ghaoth lenár gcúl. Agus ciliméadar le dul, chuir mé isteach iarracht mhór amháin eile agus d’fhág mé mo bháirneach as Inis i mo dhiaidh! </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Am Rith: 20:08 (12/183, 6.6%)<br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /> <br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" /> </span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQQ2A6DKk0rIG8g28DBXkdw8uuxz10641fOlgasikzKtQ0vslZ3u9u5WvEymTj5w9y5PBvewWQPZ_Vxim8jZ183DzIkpY5eUmFGs1dGbCQSNPAZsvYF5dvGKf4_k0MAacAyFVmMHTtx8es/s1600/criochnaithe+bothar+na+tra.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQQ2A6DKk0rIG8g28DBXkdw8uuxz10641fOlgasikzKtQ0vslZ3u9u5WvEymTj5w9y5PBvewWQPZ_Vxim8jZ183DzIkpY5eUmFGs1dGbCQSNPAZsvYF5dvGKf4_k0MAacAyFVmMHTtx8es/s400/criochnaithe+bothar+na+tra.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span lang="GA"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><i>Críochnaithe!</i></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Sa mbaile i 1:15:34, an 13ú háit as 183, sa gcéad 7.1% d’iomaitheoirí. Níos réalaíoch ná an 4ú háit i gCluain Cearbán i bhfianaise na daoine eile a bhí ag glacadh páirt, ach fós féin, tá mé thar a bheith sásta. Tuigim go bhfuil an rith lag fós agam, ach tá an rothaíocht ag feabhsú agus an rith go maith, in aineoinn an t-easpa traenáil rith atá ar bun agam. </span></span></div>Rónán Mac Con Iomairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14178912686461029724noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3530389390911438127.post-40869449184091746382011-06-08T18:52:00.005+01:002011-06-08T19:03:13.580+01:00TriBurgh<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA"><span class="Apple-style-span">Bhí drogall orm roimh an rás seo, insint na fírinne, de bharr mo mhí-chinnteacht faoin snámh, agus níos mó drogall fós nuair a chonaic mé na tonnta ag teacht i dtír ag an trá i gCluain Cearbán Mhaigh Eo.<span> </span>Thug mé fein agus Pádraic aghaidh ar an aistir as Conamara, agus bhí an ghrian ag scoilte na gcloch nuair a d’fhág muid an baile.<span> </span>Is beag íonadh an drogall a bhí orainn eirí as an gcarr nuair a tháinig muid chomh fada le Maigh Eo fuar fliuch!</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span"></span></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA"><span class="Apple-style-span">Chuir muid na rothair le chéile agus in áit, agus thug aghaidh ar an trá go bhfeicfeadh muid cén chuma a bhí ar an bhfarraige. Yikes, tonnta móra ag teacht isteach ar ghaoth anoir aduaidh....<span></span>Isteach sna cultacha uisce agus anuas ar an trá, sheas mé as an mbealach ar an bpaca ar an taobh thuaidh, agus isteach go léim san uisce nuair a thosaigh an rás.<span> </span>Cloigeann isteach san uisce, an t-uisce beagán níos teo ná mar a bhí seachtain ó shin, ach maoim i ndiaidh maoim i ndiaidh maoim.<span> </span>Chuile uair a chroch mé mo chloigeann chun an pucán a fheiceal, bhuail maoim sa straois mé.</span></span></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio6UgZ0SHhb4Gzxu4A7ujCHTmUoqbgqXKkWwLgy6AOejgCnPexGENTVqf6Sy59zVIrblaI1yPyu0ZOb7GFWPD7G5F9eVr3S-FynolmvTIFpp00Q53jlFp4846HBhEliOfbuv2XfkIO6XW9/s1600/Darach+Ronan%25601.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio6UgZ0SHhb4Gzxu4A7ujCHTmUoqbgqXKkWwLgy6AOejgCnPexGENTVqf6Sy59zVIrblaI1yPyu0ZOb7GFWPD7G5F9eVr3S-FynolmvTIFpp00Q53jlFp4846HBhEliOfbuv2XfkIO6XW9/s400/Darach+Ronan%25601.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615909514602507986" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span"><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Mo cholceathrar, Darach, ag críochnú</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; " ><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA"><span class="Apple-style-span">Bhí mé ag cailleadh misní de réir mar a bhí an snámh ag dul ar aghaidh, agus é geallta agam faoin am gur tháinig muid go dtí an poinnte leath-bealaigh nach raibh mé chun aon phlé a bheith arís agam le tríatlain nuair a bheadh 2011 caite!<span> </span>Ach nuair a thug mé aghaidh ar an trá arís, ar a laghad bhí an tonnta mo bhrú i dtreo an chladaigh.<span> </span>Ní raibh an chuma ar rudaí go raibh an trá ag teacht mórán níos gaire, áfach, ach faoi dheireadh, d’eirigh mé amach as an uisce, agus íontas orm nach é an t-úfás sin daoine a bhí romham.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span"></span></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b>Am Snámh: 16:34 (22/90, 24.5%)</b></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA"><o:p><b><span class="Apple-style-span"></span></b></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b>T1: 1:00</b></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA"><span class="Apple-style-span">Amach as an gculaith uisce de léim agus suas ar an rothar, ní dheachaigh rud ar bith mí-cheart anseo.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span"></span></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA"><span class="Apple-style-span">Tuairim agus cúig chiliméadar isteach sa rothaíocht, chuaigh beirt tharam, mo cholceathrar Darach atá ina bhall den chlub agus fear as Predator Tri Club.<span> </span>D’fhan mé leo ar feadh an chéad leath den rothaíocht ach thosaigh siad ag imeacht uaim ansin de réir a chéile.<span> </span>Sin ráite, bhí mé sásta go maith leis an rothaíocht, agus iontas na n-íontas domsa, bhí mé ar an ceathrú rothaí is sciopaithe ar an lá.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /><b>Am Rothaíochta: 34:30 (4/90, 4.5%)<br /></b><br />D’fhág mé na ballaireacha sna bróga ró-theann agus bhí sé deacair go maith agam iad a tharraingt orm, tar éis dom an rothar a fhágál uaim.<span> </span>Nuair a thosaigh mé an rith, bhí mé in ann Darach agus fear Predator a fheiceál tamall amach romham, agus leis an rith réasúnta láidir agam i gcomparáid leis an dá spórt eile, d’fheill sé dom gur thosaigh an cúrsa le cnoc agus thosaigh mé ag dúnamh an bearna.<span> </span>Chuaigh mé thar fear Predator tar éis 2km, agus thar Dharach ag 2.5km.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA"><span class="Apple-style-span">D’aithrigh mé an cliabhrach ag dúnamh suas ansin agus thosaigh mé dhá thógáil go réidh, ag árdú an luais arís gar don críoch.</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span"></span></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA"><span class="Apple-style-span"><b>Am Rith: 20:32 incl T2 (5/90, 5.5%)<br /></b></span></span></p></span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy2BtVjTNRwhrNe1l3CoKcUIbdtqUikO9YXj6Ds-uU4f9dOW8x18l6HTMBgpOuoJ8xTc8ITmvJp8takYGjPtmYEhLTU2ayt9MeWpPg7D1A9bmBBDY9WOWnLSwyf7_ik3k3LNeg0MjC_FrS/s1600/Darach+Ronan.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 243px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy2BtVjTNRwhrNe1l3CoKcUIbdtqUikO9YXj6Ds-uU4f9dOW8x18l6HTMBgpOuoJ8xTc8ITmvJp8takYGjPtmYEhLTU2ayt9MeWpPg7D1A9bmBBDY9WOWnLSwyf7_ik3k3LNeg0MjC_FrS/s400/Darach+Ronan.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615909507486802418" /></a><i><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "><i><span class="Apple-style-span">Darach & mé féin i mbun ainilíse i ndiaidh an rás!</span></i></span></div></i><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium; "><b>Am Iomlán: 1:12:36 (4/90, 4.5%)</b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA"><span class="Apple-style-span">Bhí iontas orm a chloisteáil ag an deireadh gur chríochnaigh mé sa ceathrú háit!<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Ní raibh súil ar bith agam críochnú chomh hard i bhfianaise mo chuid snámh, agus cé nach bhfuil aon aimhreas orm go mbeinn níos ísle sa bpaca dá mbeadh cuid de na luthchleasaithe maithe a bhí ag glacadh páirt sa rás Oilimpeach i mo rás sa, fós is breá an rud é a bheith chomh hard sa dara tríatlan agam riamh!</span></span></p>Rónán Mac Con Iomairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14178912686461029724noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3530389390911438127.post-25287386983098089192011-05-30T15:24:00.004+01:002011-05-30T15:29:09.901+01:008k an Spidéil<p class="MsoNormal"><span>Ba deas rás a bheith chomh gar de bhaile, fiú má bhí an dóthain aithne agam ar an gcúrsa fios a bheith agam go raibh dó scamhóga i ndán!<span> </span>Bhí go leor ón gclub i láthair, muintir Árann ach go háirithe, agus bhí sé deas bualadh le roinnt acu don chéad uair.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span>Ba léir ó roinnt de na daoine a bhí ar an líne ag tús an rás go mbeadh an caighdeán ard, agus d’imigh seisear leo i gcuaifeach ón tús.<span> </span>Bhí ciliméadar caite sular chas muid suas Baile an tSagairt agus an trí chiliméadar de chnocán a bhí romhainn.<o:p></o:p></span></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqRQPUrRJUXUNw7u8qScnYJPehEC7oMz0EkHkf6YjHD0ImfJ5ENnoT_oavc2lN_rVMLirIOvNpUGScTyGzRkqWEh3P6usl_Bvo40kOQzVCN5ltEUeAlBRrw_fqDRvb80aCC_hmLCavYkit/s1600/8k+an+Spid%25C3%25A9il.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 275px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqRQPUrRJUXUNw7u8qScnYJPehEC7oMz0EkHkf6YjHD0ImfJ5ENnoT_oavc2lN_rVMLirIOvNpUGScTyGzRkqWEh3P6usl_Bvo40kOQzVCN5ltEUeAlBRrw_fqDRvb80aCC_hmLCavYkit/s400/8k+an+Spid%25C3%25A9il.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612515837674635218" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" >Ag teacht aníos in aghaidh chnoc Bhaile an tSagairt</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><u><br /></u></span></div><p class="MsoNormal">Amach romham, bhí fear amháin titithe siar ón bpaca de seisear, agus ba léir óna chuid anála nach raibh na cnocáin ag dul go maith dó.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Is é an t-aon duine é a ndeachaigh mé thar ar an lá, agus nuair a bhain muid bóthar Mhaigh Cuilinn amach, bhreathnaigh mé taobh thiar díom agus chonaic go raibh sé titithe siar beagán.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Ach má bhí, bhí leaid éigin eile le geansaí Athenry AC air, agus é ag dúnadh an bearna a bhí eadrainn.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Rinne mé iarracht an luas a ardú, ach gan aon duine romham (bhí bearna mór oscailte ag an gcéad chúigear), bhí sé deacair agam mo chuid luais a mheas.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Ag teacht gar don deireadh, chuala mé cosa ag bualadh taobh thiar díom, agus b’éigin dom iarracht mór a chur isteach fear Bhaile Átha an Rí a chloí.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Ba fada liom go dtiocfadh an líne, agus bhí mo chuid scamhóga buíoch nuair a tháinig.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US">Rás deacair ach taitneamhach, agus an-deas bualadh le na baill ar fad ón gclub a bhí ag glacadh páirt.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US">8k an Spidéil:<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="mso-ansi-language:EN-US">31:35, 6ú háit<o:p></o:p></span></p>Rónán Mac Con Iomairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14178912686461029724noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3530389390911438127.post-33268492943158414892011-05-30T15:21:00.002+01:002011-05-30T15:24:18.873+01:00Ar Ais ó Saoire<div><p class="MsoNormal"><span>Fágann saoire deas thar lear go bhfuil sé tamall ó thug mé an blag seo suas chun dáta!<span> </span>Chaith slua breá againn seachtain ar bhád agus muid ag tabhairt faoi cruise ar an Meán Mhuir.<span> </span>Bhí a chuid dúshláin féin ag baint le traenáil agus muid ar an bhfarraige (b’é an méid bia a bhí ar fáil ar an mbád, an Navigator of the Seas, an dúshlán ba mhó), ach ní raibh aon easpa áiseanna ar fáil.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span>I measc na n-áiseanna, bhí cosán rith ar an mbád, agus ‘spáineann an pictiúr seo thíos an taifead GPS do seisiún traenála a rinne mé agus muid ag tarraingt amach as calafort Kusadasi sa Tuirc:<o:p></o:p></span></p></div><div><span><br /></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBs3sMg5qQ4uFI4AN-0H4Io4uthkZDyhqAYBPtrCACEZgwAw6O5IwhvwTWd8O9k4pqkJZasyEuYxjknYPCb1IARhkV9EiKxDreQ0bM0jrHEJWyXK4HFKQ5t_8U960zw_a-vFcgv4pq4a8B/s1600/Kusasdasi+run.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 264px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBs3sMg5qQ4uFI4AN-0H4Io4uthkZDyhqAYBPtrCACEZgwAw6O5IwhvwTWd8O9k4pqkJZasyEuYxjknYPCb1IARhkV9EiKxDreQ0bM0jrHEJWyXK4HFKQ5t_8U960zw_a-vFcgv4pq4a8B/s400/Kusasdasi+run.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612514529211369170" /></a><br /><p class="MsoNormal">B’é an 2.5 uair a chloig a chaith mé ar an rothar sa gym an seisiún ba faide agus ba leadránaí (agus a d’fhág toinn tinn agam), agus ba snámh sa bhfarraige i Chania i dtuaiseart <st1:place st="on">Crete</st1:place> an seisiún ba deise.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span></p>Rónán Mac Con Iomairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14178912686461029724noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3530389390911438127.post-3904978026163848652011-05-12T18:12:00.000+01:002011-05-13T21:46:42.137+01:00<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA" style="mso-ansi-language:GA"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Tá mé anois i lár seachtain a ceathair de mo chlár 20 seachtain, agus ní chreidim go bhfuil ceithre seachtainí beagnach caite cheana féin! Seachtain “scíth” í seo, agus cé go bhfuil roinnt seisiúin caillte agam le roinnt seachtainí, níl mé chun dul ag argóint leis an gclár traenála!<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Seachtain scíth, mar sin!<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA" style="mso-ansi-language:GA"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" > </span></o:p></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; ">Dé Máirt, is seisiún ar an rothar a bhí i gceist, meascán de bhabhtaí gearra crua agus gnáth-rothaíocht.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Is pian sa toinn ceart an ghaoth láidir atá againn na laethanta seo, go háirithe agus tú tuirseach agus tú ag dul in aghaidh na gaoth ar an mbealach abhaile.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Thimpeall Ros a Mhíl a chuaigh mé, agus bhí an cleachtadh ar an rothar nua le linn stoirm ghaoth ag teastáil!</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA" style="mso-ansi-language:GA"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" > </span></o:p></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; ">Thosaigh an lá inné le “intervals”.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Tá an ghráin agam ar “intervals” agus is iomaí seisiún rith atá caillte agam de bharr an drogall tabhairt faoin obair chrua, go háirithe an chéad rud ar maidin!<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Níor chuidigh an bháisteach maidin inné, ach mar a thárlaíonn sé, ní raibh an seisiún chomh dona agus a cheap mé a bheadh.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>10 x 400m a bhí i gceist, le 90 soicind scíth idir na “intervals”.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Bhí an pháirc ró-fhliuch tar éis an bháisteach uilig, agus is thíos ar bhóthar Thrá an Dóilín a thug mé futhú.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA" style="mso-ansi-language:GA"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" > </span></o:p></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; ">Ag teacht abhaile ó Chaisleán an Bharraigh sa trathnóna, stop mé ag an linn snámha.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Aithrím fós an snámh a bheith thar a bheith deacair, agus titeann céibí cén beagán teicníc atá agam as a chéile nuair a gheobhaim tuirseach (agus ní bhíonn mé i bhfad ag snámh sula mbíonn mé tuirseach!)</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA" style="mso-ansi-language:GA"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" > </span></o:p></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; ">Déanta: 300m, 8 x 25m teicníc, 5 x 100m, 300m</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA" style="mso-ansi-language:GA"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Iomlán: 1300m</span><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Isteach sa linn snámha arís inniu</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span lang="GA"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" > </span></o:p></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; ">Déanta: 300m, 8 x 25m teicníc, 8 x 100m, 300m</span></span></p><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; ">An chéad seisiún rith againn mar chlub trathnóna inniu, agus mé ag súil go mór leis!</span></span></div><p></p>Rónán Mac Con Iomairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14178912686461029724noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3530389390911438127.post-72506400700049183002011-05-08T19:53:00.003+01:002011-05-08T20:08:38.820+01:00<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA" style="mso-ansi-language:GA"><span class="Apple-style-span">Feictear dom go bhfuil coinneal blag cineál cosúil le coinneal le clár traenála.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Tosaíonn tú amach go maith, lán de dhíocas, cailleann tú lá anseo agus ansiúd ach sula bhfad, tá an baol ann go bhfágfaidh an t-easpa leanúnachas go dtitfidh an rud ar fad as a chéile!<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA" style="mso-ansi-language:GA"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA" style="mso-ansi-language:GA"><span class="Apple-style-span">Ar aon dóigh, tá an tríú seachtain traenála curtha díom agam ó shin, agus d’fhág ráig tinnis boilg a thóg an mac is sine go raibh tréanáil na seachtaine seo easnamhach!<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Cháill mé amach ar roinnt laethanta, agus chúig seisiún ar fad a chuir mé isteach an tseachtain seo.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Mar is minic leis, sé an snámh is mó a d’fhulaing le seisiún amháin<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA" style="mso-ansi-language:GA"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA" style="mso-ansi-language:GA"><span class="Apple-style-span">Iomlan do Seachtain 3:<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA" style="mso-ansi-language:GA"><span class="Apple-style-span">Snámh: 1030 méadar<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA" style="mso-ansi-language:GA"><span class="Apple-style-span">Rothaíocht: 104.62km<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA" style="mso-ansi-language:GA"><span class="Apple-style-span">Rith: 19.39km<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA" style="mso-ansi-language:GA"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA" style="mso-ansi-language:GA"><span class="Apple-style-span">Bhí Seachtain 2 níos eachtrúil le déatlan Mhainistir na Buaille.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Chuaigh mé féin, Máirín agus na buachaillí suas go Ros Comáin an mhaidin sin agus casadh orainn cúigear ball ar fad ón gclub.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Bhí an lá go hálainn, an láthair go hálainn agus mé ag aireachtáil réasúnta maith tar éis coicís traenála.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Thosaigh an rás le 5km rith i bPáirc Náisiúnta Loch Cé, a thosaigh suas cnocán géar agus ansin tríd coill álainn le bolamh láidir gairleog san aer.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Chuaigh an rith go maith, ní dheachaigh mé ró-chrua le go mbeadh beagán sábhailte agam don rothar agus tháinig mé chomh fada leis an rothar i 19:26, an 13ú áit as 182.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA" style="mso-ansi-language:GA"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA" style="mso-ansi-language:GA"><span class="Apple-style-span">Ar an rothar ansin, an chéad rás ar an rothar nua, agus ní raibh mé trí chilóméadar suas an bóthar nuair a d’imigh an slabhra di.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Chuaigh beirt tharam ar an bpointe boise, agus bhí mé fulaingt ag tús an rothar, suas in aghaidh aird agus in aghaidh na gaoithe ar dhroch-bhóthar.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Amach ar an mbóthar mór, agus bhí rudaí níos éasca.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Ag feabhsú a bhí rudaí nuair a tháinig mé go leath-bealaigh agus thug aghaidh ar ais ar an bpáirc náisiúnta, an ghaoth le mo dhroim.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Níor stop sin corr duine dul tharam, áfach, agus chríochnaigh mé i 36:59.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA" style="mso-ansi-language:GA"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></o:p></span></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHHQQsiPaALhEklwEFaJxibyrf32XFxkJDXv4zt4SufwaAK3pMW9brbXrAO0MMFtNAjF9yagEjhsWrIr9ZFN9cKENGHGijiWS1urGjtGcZo8bUImkFfA4i5AKAzQHFOz1FVKpSeCErOYcQ/s1600/Ronan+Crioch+Boyle.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><span class="Apple-style-span"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHHQQsiPaALhEklwEFaJxibyrf32XFxkJDXv4zt4SufwaAK3pMW9brbXrAO0MMFtNAjF9yagEjhsWrIr9ZFN9cKENGHGijiWS1urGjtGcZo8bUImkFfA4i5AKAzQHFOz1FVKpSeCErOYcQ/s320/Ronan+Crioch+Boyle.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604420944394914066" /></span></a><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span lang="GA"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>Ag críochnú an déatlán sa 13ú háit</i></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span lang="GA"><span class="Apple-style-span">Suas an deabhal de chnoc sin arís don rith deireannach 2.5km, ag iarraidh a chinntiú nach dtiocfadh duine ar bith thar mo ghualainn.<span> </span>10:18.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA"><span class="Apple-style-span">Ina iomláine, chríochnaigh mé sa 13ú háit, agus bhí an-lá ag TríSpórt, le Marie ag buachaint rás na mban, agus Pat Ó Diorráin ag críochnú sa dara háit sa gcatagóir 40-49.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA"><span class="Apple-style-span">Iomlán do Seachtain 2:<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA"><span class="Apple-style-span">Snámh: 3050 méadar<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA"><span class="Apple-style-span">Rothaíocht: 75.2km<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA"><span class="Apple-style-span">Rith: 28.45km<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><div><span lang="GA"><br /></span></div>Rónán Mac Con Iomairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14178912686461029724noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3530389390911438127.post-40158202935560861912011-04-27T18:24:00.003+01:002011-04-27T18:46:49.578+01:00An Chéad tSeachtain Críochnaithe<div><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA" >Bhuel, tá an chéad tseachtain i mo chlár traenála 20 seachtain curtha díom agam.<span> </span>An chéad uair agam naoi seisiún traenála a dhéanamh i sé lá, agus sách tuirseach dá bharr!<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA" >Tá sé roinnt laethanta ó thug mé an blag suas chun dáta. Bhí rith álainn le cladach agam ar an Satharn, síos go trá an Dóilín go dtí céibh an Dóilín, ansin chomh fada le trá na Tismeáine agus rith álainn cladaigh go Barr na Corra, agus aníos cosán garbh thar an teach inar tógadh mo mháthair!</span></p><span class="Apple-style-span" ><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggkm07YrD11Z07UPK1EkxaFLh6iONAuvBhGBbfxOEmrpPMNlE2kJrnBupbQkL4eouwD0sm7cxBkZFCQMrGFuc2lTonIpR689p5bz_ev3DejVLX4c2sMwpuT6qMh5X_1-s26KE6D4UeE5oj/s1600/An+Rinn.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggkm07YrD11Z07UPK1EkxaFLh6iONAuvBhGBbfxOEmrpPMNlE2kJrnBupbQkL4eouwD0sm7cxBkZFCQMrGFuc2lTonIpR689p5bz_ev3DejVLX4c2sMwpuT6qMh5X_1-s26KE6D4UeE5oj/s320/An+Rinn.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600317975263812754" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 135px; " /></a><i><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "><i><span class="Apple-style-span" >An Rinn agus Barr na Corra ón aer</span></i></span></div></i></span><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "><i>Déanta: 12.11 km i 1:00:00 (4:57 per km)</i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; ">Níos deireannaí sa trathnóna, thug mé faoi Loch Chaladh Thadhg arís. Mon dieu, tá sé fuar! Fágann an culaith uisce nach dtugann tú an fuacht faoi dearadh an iomarca go dtí go dtéann do chloigeann faoi uisce. Ach by dad, tá sé fuar ansin!</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "><i>Déanta: 1200m approx</i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; ">Ar an Domhnach, thug mé faoi spin deas ar an rothar, siar go Loch Conaortha agus ar ais.</span></p></div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihdS4GKsRlJkKz0tLao0ucBN6TdfnEnK7IPC7OYy-O4DDox5Sz67VGha5hkz4E70QQZlNqammb7tToRapE-CQDhLuWBO0lEzAJgIFLYiMp1MoGQa1ZcQ0LZ9wEKMRcVIg9dCd204xhNe67/s1600/Rothar+002.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihdS4GKsRlJkKz0tLao0ucBN6TdfnEnK7IPC7OYy-O4DDox5Sz67VGha5hkz4E70QQZlNqammb7tToRapE-CQDhLuWBO0lEzAJgIFLYiMp1MoGQa1ZcQ0LZ9wEKMRcVIg9dCd204xhNe67/s320/Rothar+002.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600317977447013154" /></a></span><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>Mo rothar i Loch Conaortha agus mé ag tógáil scíth!</i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Ar an mbealach ar ais, casadh beirt orm ón gCeathrú Rua a raibh aithne agam orthú a bhí amuigh i mbun rothaíochta iad féin, Rónán Ó Sé agus Mícheál Ó Domhnaill, agus chríochnaigh mé an aistir ina gcomhluadar siúd agus mac le Rónán agus a chara. Casadh grúpa ó Galway Bay Cycling Club orainn ar an mbealach ó dheas, agus bhí an comhluadar (agus fosctha ón ngaoth) go deas!</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>Déanta: 52.63km i 1:56:31 (27.1 kmph ar an meán)</i></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Iomlán don tSeachtain:</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Snámh: 2760 méadar (approx)</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Rothaíocht: 128.62 km</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Rith: 24.18km</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i><br /></i></span></p>Rónán Mac Con Iomairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14178912686461029724noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3530389390911438127.post-56701197523392191132011-04-23T07:50:00.004+01:002011-04-23T09:06:20.007+01:00<div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Tá an traenáil faoi lán-seoil na laethanta seo, ach d'aithrigh mé chomh tuirseach tar éis rith éadrom a dhéanamh ar an Déardaoin. Is go dona a bhí na cosa ag fanacht fúm.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>Déanta: 8.37km i 40.06 (4.47 nóiméad per km)</i></span></div></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "><br /></span></i></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; ">An trathnóna céanna, chuaigh mé ag snámh don chéad uair riamh sa loch is gaire den teach, Loch Chaladh Thadhg. </span></i></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQA4HqjY4R-tFBBqSlO7fuSk4vn58vHLIzr9yHVKlY_Ly2nEDgSxZJ8_zg8t1W0UUJaiCBehM2w6cF8LqGunb8mCbFmE2E-ML22c2taD0i8ZrYsCyhpYrmmi9wDsp-dhvFc0gvn0YtqpcW/s1600/loch+chaladh+thadhg.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQA4HqjY4R-tFBBqSlO7fuSk4vn58vHLIzr9yHVKlY_Ly2nEDgSxZJ8_zg8t1W0UUJaiCBehM2w6cF8LqGunb8mCbFmE2E-ML22c2taD0i8ZrYsCyhpYrmmi9wDsp-dhvFc0gvn0YtqpcW/s320/loch+chaladh+thadhg.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 318px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598686772594060818" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" ><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Ag teacht isteach as Loch Chaladh Thadhg</i></div></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Chaith mé go leor de m'óige ag curachadóireacht ar an loch chéanna, ach b'é seo chéad uair agam ag snámh innte. Fuar, dorcha, is go dona a bhí mo lámh le feiceál romham! Níor aithrigh rudaí baileach chomh fuar tar éis tamall, agus bhí dhá eala agam mar chomhluadar, ag fanacht idir mé agus a nead a bhí ar an taobh thiar den loch.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" >Déanta: 850 méadar i 18:57</span></i></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Inné, fuair mé seisiún snáthaidpholladh (acupuncture!) déanta agus bhí mo chuid leibhéalacha fuinnimh i bhfad níos airde ina dhiaidh. Seisiún amháin traenála a bhí inné, turas rothair thimpeall ar Ros a'Mhíl. Crua leis an ngaoth i m'éadan, ach fiúntach (tá súil agam...).</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>Déanta: 27.22km i 55:10 (29.6kph)</i></span></div>Rónán Mac Con Iomairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14178912686461029724noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3530389390911438127.post-68570455514659764102011-04-21T06:59:00.003+01:002011-04-21T07:06:21.081+01:00Tús Leis an Traenáil (Arís Eile!)<div><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA" style="mso-ansi-language:GA"><span class="Apple-style-span" >B’é Dé Máirt an chéad lá de mo chuid traenáil don leath-Ironman, agus cé nár chloí mé leis an rud a bhí leagtha amach dom sa gclár traenála, bhí mé sásta go maith leis an lá.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA" style="mso-ansi-language:GA"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Tá mé saor ón obair an tseachtain seo, agus d’fhág sin go raibh mé in ann aghaidh a thabhairt ar Thrá an Dóilín ag am lóin chun mo chulaith uisce nua a thriáil amach.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Tá conradh urraíocha ag TríSpórt, ár gclub tríatlan, le Xterra, comhlacht Meiriceánach a dhéanann cultacha uisce, agus ní fhéadfainn diúltú don tairiscint culaith maith a fháil ar leath-phraghas!<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA" style="mso-ansi-language:GA"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Mar a bheadh amadán, chuaigh mé síos ag an trá agus é ina iar-thrá, ach é ag tuille go tréan, rud a d’fhág go raibh sruth láidir anuas Cuan an Fhir Mhóir.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Ag siúl amach sa bhfarraige, níor aithrigh rudaí ró-fhuar go dtí gur chuir mé mo chloigeann san uisce... BAM!<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Mar a bheadh casúr ar an mbaithis!<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA" style="mso-ansi-language:GA"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Thosaigh mé liom ag snámh, agus is é an chéad rud a thug mé faoi dearadh an tionchar a bhíonn ag an gculaith uisce ar do chuid snámh.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>D’aithrigh mé ar nós snámhaí ceart, mo chosa crochta ag an neoprene agus mé ag luí i gceart san uisce.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Thug mé faoi dearadh freisin go bhfuil difríocht mór idir a bheith ag leanacht líne dubh sa linn snámha, agus a bheith ag breathnú anuas ar fheamainn agus ar charraigeacha... deacair líne díreach a choinneal, agus obair mhór ag snámh in aghaidh an tsruth.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA" style="mso-ansi-language:GA"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Ní hé an t-úfás a rinne mé, 660 méadar, ach breá sásta leis an gculaith uisce, agus sásta gur thug mé faoin bhfarraige don chéad uair i mbliana.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span lang="GA" style="mso-ansi-language:GA"><o:p> </o:p></span>Déanta: 660m i 17:57</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span lang="GA" style="mso-ansi-language:GA"><o:p> </o:p></span>An trathnóna céanna, bhí rás 5km i mBóthar na Trá agus roinnt de bhaill an chlub ag tabhairt faoi.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Tá sé tamall ó rinne mé aon obair luais ó thaobh an rith de, agus bhí barúil mhaith agam go saothróinn le linn an rás an t-easpa oibre sin!</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA" style="mso-ansi-language:GA"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Bhí rudaí ag dul go breá go dtí go raibh 2km caite, agus thosaigh mé ag fulaingt!<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Faoi 3km, bhí droch “stitch” i mo chliabhrach, agus thosaigh mé ag moilliú.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Chuaigh beirt tharam ar an bpoinnte boise!<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Ní raibh ann ansin ach coinneal orm agus súil nach rachadh an iomarca eile tharam don 2k deireannach.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Duine eile a tháinig suas liom roimh an deireadh agus chríochnaigh mé sa 15ú áit in am de 19:23.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA" style="mso-ansi-language:GA"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Mar is minic le na mná i TríSpórt, bhain Marie amach áit ar an bpóidiam mar an tríú bean a chríochnaigh.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Ina iomláine, bhí ochtar ar fad ag rith faoi ainm TríSpórt, agus bhí sé go deas bualadh le mo chuid comh-bhaill ! (buíochas do <a href="http://aroundtheyearin24pints.blogspot.com/">Bhreandán </a>as an bpictiúr thíos)<o:p></o:p></span></span></p></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4ObobbXXOkF631XxrMIi6OPQ13LO2sReTd2apDYWItqESGJxLaE1ehhisMwRJ9igCU8I_GnmTvpIScfMb5u2nF0M8lhhZUOfXwR5OXd-L4W8WQD80g2loxKzmfrHmwhOLKXP_k68D6HFF/s1600/londain+115.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4ObobbXXOkF631XxrMIi6OPQ13LO2sReTd2apDYWItqESGJxLaE1ehhisMwRJ9igCU8I_GnmTvpIScfMb5u2nF0M8lhhZUOfXwR5OXd-L4W8WQD80g2loxKzmfrHmwhOLKXP_k68D6HFF/s320/londain+115.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597912836166868642" /></span></a><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span lang="GA" style="mso-ansi-language:GA"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>Pádraic, mé féin, James, Majella agus Breandán tar éis an 5k</i></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA" style="mso-ansi-language:GA"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Déanta: 3.15 míle i 19:29 (6:10 in aghaidh an mhíle)<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA" style="mso-ansi-language:GA"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" > </span></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA" style="mso-ansi-language:GA"><span class="Apple-style-span" >B’é lá breithe Phádraic inné é agus diabhal bealach níos fearr lena cheiliúradh ach dul amach ar na rothair nua.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Chuile sheans go raibh cuma an “gimp” ar an mbeirt againn, na rothair céanna, an t-eádach foirne Bretagne Schuller céanna!<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA" style="mso-ansi-language:GA"><span class="Apple-style-span" >D’aithrigh mé féin na cosa an-trom agus b’éigin do P fanacht liom ag roinnt áiteacha.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Siar go Leitir Mealláin agus aniar a chuaigh muid.<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>Tá go leor oibre le déanamh ar an rothar go fóill agam.</span><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GA" style="mso-ansi-language:GA"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Déanta: 30.3 míle i 1:42:52</span></span></p>Rónán Mac Con Iomairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14178912686461029724noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3530389390911438127.post-61820306796241144272011-04-20T06:18:00.008+01:002011-04-20T06:43:52.766+01:00Tro Bro Leon<div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><div class="MsoNormal" style="position: relative; margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; "><span lang="GA"><span><span>Ar ais in Éirinn arís tar éis deireadh seachtaine sa mBriotáin, agus mar a bhí sa bhFrainc, tá an ghrian amuigh inniu ar an gCeathrú Rua.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="position: relative; margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; "><span lang="GA"><span><span>Chaith mé féin agus Pádraic ón gclub TríSpórt cúpla lá ag obair ag obair ag Tro Bro León, rás gairmiúil rothaíochta ó thuaidh de Brest, “Paris Roubaix” na Briotáine mar a thugann siad féin air!<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="position: relative; margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; "><span lang="GA"><span><span>Bhí an-lá againn ar an Satharn mar go ndearna muid 60km de chúrsa an rás i gcomhluadar Mikel Hinault, mac le laoch mór na Briotáine, Bernard.<span> </span>Amuigh linn ar na sportif freisin bhí Jean René Bernaudeau, bainisteoir foireann rothaíochta Europcar agus fear a raibh geansaí buí an Tour de France ar a dhroim le linn an rás úd i 1979.<span> </span>Tháinig muid suas lena thaobh agus muid ar an gcúrsa, ach bhí sé cineálta a rá nach fear an-suáilceach é Jean René!</span></span></span></div></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRFksis9UyfAAKVPeKL2idm0hxwp5qeaUWi8s1i72WyJ7Fz2sMd5w5TVPWjs_MJLhEK0InYEQhQ26M1AT4RQJelkzv29r1z92OJq2rAWjd-rkcuKOkymINoySAOGF5hq5jxWiZaMbwpNnu/s1600/209797_1906375173619_1068988746_2211461_431269_o.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRFksis9UyfAAKVPeKL2idm0hxwp5qeaUWi8s1i72WyJ7Fz2sMd5w5TVPWjs_MJLhEK0InYEQhQ26M1AT4RQJelkzv29r1z92OJq2rAWjd-rkcuKOkymINoySAOGF5hq5jxWiZaMbwpNnu/s320/209797_1906375173619_1068988746_2211461_431269_o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597531992007845426" style="display: block; 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margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; "><span lang="GA"><span><span >Chaith mé an lá i gcarranna foirne fhoireann Bretagne Schuller, chun cinn ar an rás leis an directeur sportif, ag tarraingt isteach ar thaobh an bhóthair chun freastal ar na rothaithe agus iad ag teacht amach as bóithre garbh ar an gcúrsa.<span> </span>Don dara leath den rás, bhí mé i gcarr an leas-directuer sportif, a bhí ag taisteal le taobh an peleton féin.<span> </span>A leithid de radharc.<span> </span>Rothaíthe ag titim, boinn pollta, carranna ag dul amach thar a chéile agus amach thar rothaithe ag luas aisteach!</span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="position: relative; margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; "><span lang="GA"><span><span ><br /></span></span></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKd_ncrpruRoXm2D_U6MFsn_XDEKg1Ztia1aSHsjHuSjVWfE5mtZivafbEClAfYsPn9E3LsdSl9CfjfNk2l_EtG0x4R8QLAt5UFr8FxUrW-Io0XBdeWbR2SjBaWN5JAYVsHSM_ujAh3ZLF/s1600/220228_1906068565954_1068988746_2211055_6930699_o.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKd_ncrpruRoXm2D_U6MFsn_XDEKg1Ztia1aSHsjHuSjVWfE5mtZivafbEClAfYsPn9E3LsdSl9CfjfNk2l_EtG0x4R8QLAt5UFr8FxUrW-Io0XBdeWbR2SjBaWN5JAYVsHSM_ujAh3ZLF/s320/220228_1906068565954_1068988746_2211055_6930699_o.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597533878543530898" /></span></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Tro Bro León 2011</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Bhí droch-lá ag Bretagne Schuller, bhí a gcuid rothaithe sách íseal thíos sa bpaca, agus is é Vincent Jerome ó Europcar a thug an lá leis sa deireadh.</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><div class="MsoNormal" style="position: relative; margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; "><span lang="GA"><span><span>Maidir le rothaíocht mar shlí gairme, níl a fhios agam cé a dhéanfadh é tar éis an Tro Bro Leon a fheiceál!<span> </span>Dá gcuirfeá iachall ar chapaill an rud a rinne na leaids sin a dhéanamh ar an Domhnach, chuirfí cosc ar an imeacht de bharr chomh cruálach agus a bhí sé... 260km agus cúig uair a chloig d’ifreann (ach an-taitneamhach don lucht féachana!)<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="position: relative; margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; "><span lang="GA"><span><span><br /></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="position: relative; margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; "><span lang="GA"><span><span>Déanta: </span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="position: relative; margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0cm; "><span lang="GA"><span><span>Rothaíocht: 37.32 míle i 2:08</span></span></span></div></span>Rónán Mac Con Iomairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14178912686461029724noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3530389390911438127.post-1060157089332291162011-04-12T12:35:00.000+01:002011-04-12T12:35:31.243+01:00Tá frustrachas go leor ag baint le mo chuid traenála na laethanta seo. Ní túisce ag tosnú mé go dtagann rud éigin salach ar an obair arís. Dé hAoine seo caite, bhí an chéad seisiún dúbailte agam le fada. Ní raibh sé beartaithe agam gur mar sin a bheadh, ach phioc mé suas rothar nua an trathnóna sin, agus chaithfinn, ar ndóigh, "spin" a bhaint aiste sula mbeadh an lá caite.<br />
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Ar maidin, thug mé faoi rith síos go Trá an Dóilín, thimpeall céibh an Dóilín, timpeall ar Chuileán agus ar ais ag an teach. Bhí an mhaidin go haoibhinn, ceo ar na cnoic agus é ina chalam dearg.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhErMnHBKGsdjYN5XNWTahZFXcGyFekCiDQe7z0kJx0YVsKbo_oSD_cJtEIN7WEAQVMTBsvmDjr04rV_SNuYR-ChiYT55s5xXh5CDyStVLVK_JuDXdr2lSOe8U4IIqXsYmegbjH-Bw4SIkK/s1600/teach+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhErMnHBKGsdjYN5XNWTahZFXcGyFekCiDQe7z0kJx0YVsKbo_oSD_cJtEIN7WEAQVMTBsvmDjr04rV_SNuYR-ChiYT55s5xXh5CDyStVLVK_JuDXdr2lSOe8U4IIqXsYmegbjH-Bw4SIkK/s320/teach+002.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>An radharc ón teach maidin Dé hAoine</i></div><br />
Déanta: 5:45 míle i 42:49 / 7:51 per míle<br />
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An trathnóna céanna, chuaigh mé féin agus colceathrar liom amach ar an rothar thimpeall ar Mhuiceanach. Bhí an-iontas orm faoin difríocht a bhí sa rothar nua i gcomparáid leis an rothar eile atá agam. Felt B16 atá faighte agam, rothar am-trialach, agus cinnte, is féidir an luas a hardú go mór uirthe!<br />
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Ar an Satharn, bhuail lagar de chineál mé ag mé ag gearradh féir, níl a fhios agam sa diabhal céard a bhí ann ach tá mé ag dul ag an dochtúir amárach. D'fhág sin nach ndearna mé aon traenáil ar an Domhnach, ach thug mé an bheirt leaids óga amach go dtí an Teach Dóite chun tacaíocht a thabhairt do lucht an Connemarathon. Bhí roinnt baill ón gclub ag rásaíocht agus bhí sé iontach iad a fheiceáil. D'eirigh thar cionn le chuile dhuine acu. Bhain mé an-sásamh as an lá, bhí iontas orm an méid daoine ar aithne mé a fheiceál i mbun iomaíochta.<br />
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Ar ais ag an physio arís inné, níl an gortú hip flexor ina cheart go fóill. Tá mo chuid traenála don Ironman 70.3 ag tosnú seachtain ó inniu, agus tá mo chuid traenála titíthe as a chéile ina iomláine...Rónán Mac Con Iomairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14178912686461029724noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3530389390911438127.post-82157015118251200322011-04-06T13:04:00.000+01:002011-04-06T13:04:56.870+01:00Tús le Traenáil ArísTá sé tamall maith ó rinne mé aon traenáil, a bhuíochas sin de mheascán de ghortú agus tinneas. Tá an gortú fós ag dul dom, ach ar a laghad is féidir rith leis (ní féidir aon rothaíocht ná snámh a dhéanamh, mar go gcuireann sé as don hip flexor).<br />
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D'eirigh mé maidin inniu, agus in aineoinn drogall tabhairt faoi mhaidin gaofar, bhuail mé liom amach agus gan d'fheidhm agam ach roinnt míllte a dhéanamh in iarracht teacht ar beagán aclaíochta arís. Níor bhac mé le haon luas ar leith a choinneál, agus cé go raibh beagán pianta i dtosach ann, d'aithridh an hip flexor go maith. Tús dearfach traenála, tá súil agam!<br />
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</tbody></table>Tá sé d'adh orm go bhfuil go leor bóithre agus bealaí deasa in aice leis an teach, agus thug mé ar Thrá an Dóilín, thimpeall le cladach ansin go céibh an Dóilín agus síos agus an aníos an Rinn. Is álainn an spota é Trá an Dóilín, ní gaineamh ach cineál coiréal atá ann,<br />
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4.15 míle i 34:02 /8:12 per míleRónán Mac Con Iomairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14178912686461029724noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3530389390911438127.post-49710494617636941832011-04-04T17:18:00.002+01:002011-04-06T13:06:57.375+01:00Tús Nua...Sé An Bóthar Iarainn mo chéad iarracht ar bhlag, cé go bhfuil mé ag coinneál <a href="http://www.boards.ie/vbulletin/showthread.php?t=2055785235">dialann traenála</a> le hos cionn bliana anois ar boards.ie. Cé go bhfuil sé i gceist agam leanacht leis sin, tá súil agam go dtabharfaidh an blag deis imeacht ón gcur síos eolaíoch a bhaineann le traenáil, agus níos mó deis cur síos ar an spraoi agus ar na dushláin a bhaineann le traenáil do <a href="http://ironmanireland.com/">Ironman 70.3</a>, agus gan dearmad a dhéanamh ag an am céanna ar mo bhean, mo chuid ghasúir, mo chuid oibre agus na caithimh aimsire eile a théann i ndearmad nuair a bhíonn duine ag iarraidh coinneál leis an snámh, rith agus rothaíocht!<br />
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</div>Cuirfidh an blag síos freisin ar <a href="http://www.trisport.ie/">TríSpórt</a>, club tríatlan a bunaíodh i nGaeltacht Chonamara ag tús 2011, agus atá mar chuid lárnach de dhúshlán an leath-Ironman. Céard é an Ironman 70.3 mar sin? Snámh 1.9k i gCuan na Gaillimhe amach ó Bhóthar na Trá, 90k ar an rothar siar go dtí an Teach Dóite i gcroí-lár Chonamara agus 21.1k de rith thimpeall ar chathair na Gaillimhe. Seachas leagan gearr de thríatlan a rinne mé anuraidh, is é seo an chéad uair agam tabhairt faoina léithid seo, agus cinnte, an chéad uair tabhairt faoi thraenáil ar an scála seo. <br />
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Droch-thús atá leis an aistir ar an mBóthar Iarainn, áfach, agus seachtain caite ar an leaba agam le scórnach tinn, agus beagnach trí seachtainí caite agam ar bheagán traenáil de bharr gortú a bhaineann le matáin sa gcorróig. Thug mé cuairt ar an gcírichleachtóir inniu, agus níl a fhios ag ceachtar againn cén uair a bheidh mé i mo cheart arís. Go luath, tá súil agam! Is féidir liom rith go mall leis an ngortú, ach ní féidir liom tabhairt faoi snámh ná faoi rothaíocht. Tá mé ag dul as mo mheabhair faoi láthair dá bharr seo, agus tá chuile dhuine thimpeall orm dhá gcur as a meabhair freisin dá bharr!<br />
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Déanfaidh mé cur síos sa gcéad phostáil eile ar mo stair ghairid aclaíochta, agus ar céard atá amach romham i 2011.Rónán Mac Con Iomairehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14178912686461029724noreply@blogger.com5