So sick on the Saturday and Sunday. Very sick. 4 pounds lost. Not the way I wanted though. Went a wee run with Kev on the Monday, felt fine. Tuesday did the Furlongs session and felt brilliant. Came home, went to toilet, started P***ing blood and ended up at out of hours on an emergency … Continue reading A strange bloody week
Glasgow Run Local – the day that went from Pointless to anything but
Glasgow Run Local – the day that went from Pointless to anything but. Disclaimer: This is a blog of two halves. And then another bit. But that's ok. http://www.facebook.com/markgallmac You know something, last week wasn’t a bad one. Sessions making a bit more sense in the legs. The intervals were steady, nothing special but held … Continue reading Glasgow Run Local – the day that went from Pointless to anything but
The shoe must go on (feat Strathclyde parkrun and the naked rambler)
Please subscribe for blogs as they happen, or "like" at http://www.facebook.com/markgallmac A mixed week, a funny week, a week where I tried to chuck (at least) a training session, a week where I hit parkrun again, and a week where Tommy blamed the trainer (thank you Ewen Cameron for this and more puns ;)) after … Continue reading The shoe must go on (feat Strathclyde parkrun and the naked rambler)
Bitter Sweet (Lemon in the honey) – the SVHC Relays
join the party at http://www.facebook.com/markgallmac I am totally awaiting the pelters for this post. Will I deserve them? Maybe. Are you all being harsh? Maybe. I guess a bit of both. Will I stop dancing around it and get on with it? Aye OK then. The only dancing about these parts is Tommy to the … Continue reading Bitter Sweet (Lemon in the honey) – the SVHC Relays
Back, at the back of the pack
Want updates? Please like at http://www.facebook.com/markgallmac It’s been a while since the last blog, but really there wasn’t much to write about. I was signed off by the physio but with a 6 week open appointment should things flare up again. Aye that’s right I got the all clear to start training again. My belly … Continue reading Back, at the back of the pack
Who are you? (doo do doo do)
Well my running still sadly lacking as I've had a foot problem to go along with the (easing) back issues, so not much to report there. A slow couple of miles to test the foot today, and came out of that one ok, so will see how it goes over the next few days. This … Continue reading Who are you? (doo do doo do)
Xmas Handicap – the MAC awakens.
Sunday saw the return of the annual MAC Xmas handicap time trial, and despite very icy conditions, the recent controversial "insulting`' poster campaign which had culminated in calls for the removal of the MAC Communications manager (mostly from himself) seemed to have paid dividends with a record turnout of 32 runners. You could tell the … Continue reading Xmas Handicap – the MAC awakens.
Everyone’s a winner baby. The markgallmac 2015 awards, part 1
It appears to be awards season. This is part one of the ceremony, part 2 to follow. Disclaimer: No prizes will be given, nor vouchers issued. There is no premium rate line but if you want to give me £1.50 for each of your nominations please go ahead. Award number 1: The “Gaun yersel’” trophy … Continue reading Everyone’s a winner baby. The markgallmac 2015 awards, part 1
Marko on Marcothon and Marcos
Disclaimer: I have never been a Dictator or indeed ever married one, nor have I even been to the Philippines. Want my new blog as they happen? Click like on http://www.facebook.com/markgallmac Marcothon can be found on https://www.facebook.com/events/1666656160284783/ I had heard about this Marcothon thing over the last few years. Brother Bert Dempsey of Dysart had … Continue reading Marko on Marcothon and Marcos
Wouldn’t it be nice
Note that these are the personal views of an old bitter man who has seen better days, and not the views of Motherwell AC, Mark Yardley or the IOC. As usual it's all subjective and what's good to me is poor for others, and what's poor for me is good for others. Etc. Want my … Continue reading Wouldn’t it be nice
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