The Aran Islands are beautiful. Air doesn’t come fresher than on these three islands sitting in Galway Bay. The scenery is spectacular.
All that nadural beaudy will count for sweet fa when I’m grunting and wheezing my way around Inis Mór on Saturday April 9th. I’ll be running a half marathon (that’s 13.1 miles, or 21 km, metric fans) in aid of Temple Street Children’s Hospital.
See how I said running? As in athletically, purposefully, lithely pounding the course as if it’s a canter along a beach to an ice cream van. And anybody who’s picturing my several wobbling bellies and the outline of a manbra beneath my teeshirt can bloody well go and donate twice as much as everyone else. Go on, off with you!
I’ve set up a donor page here.
It goes directly to the hospital from your credit card and is completely secure. There are many good causes in this world, of course, but if you can donate anything at all, the people at Temple Street will put it to work where it’ll do some powerful stuff for sick children. We here at Our Jacob know all about that, because the angels of Temple Street saved our man’s life when he was a month-old titch.
I’m more than happy to do this, and have you donate to see me suffer. What’s that? You’re thinking of doing it instead of donating personally? Why, I’d be delighted to have you run with me instead of just whipping out the old credit card and donating a fiver/tenner/life’s savings/deeds to that investment home in Moldova. I mean, I agree, it seems somehow too easy to do that. Great. So it’s settled. I shall drop round and pick you up on Saturday morning for a quick five mile break-in session. Brilliant. I was hoping you’d say that you wanted in on it. After all, who wants to just donate?
BTW, to the lovely people who already did give, you’re lovely people. xx
Good luck to you and your multiple wobbling bellies! Not that I believe that for a second.
Great cause.. I’ll be back to donate:-)
Most splendid! It’s ticking along nicely and we’re already over the halfway stage. Am thrilled with people’s goodwill and generosity. V humbling. If only they knew that I plan to blow the proceeds on a weekend in Vienna. But let’s keep that between us, at least till I hit the target… 🙂
… Are you trying to tell us you will be running up that cliff….? Fair play to you man, but don’t forget ropes, would hate you to hurt yourself (in case of a fall or something, ya know!)
On a serious note: Good Luck!
There’s a secret lift dug into the cliff face. The spell to reveal it is in the 10th Harry Potter book. I fear I may have said too much…
Good Luck Nick!
Thanks Kim! Training is dreadful. Am thinking of hiring someone to do all that sweaty bit for me. 🙂
Hi Nick- just wondering if you made it back in one piece from Aran? 🙂 Just noticing the ehm slight lack of an april posting. Aran can be dangerous, I ended up getting married after an innocent trip over there and we were back there as well on our honeymoon! Never did 21 km on two legs though! Hope all well. All happy here after the 6 year oncology thumbs up- skål!!
Hah! I started on two legs but I sure didn’t finish on ’em. In fact today is the first time I’ve been able to run since. Tore a calf muscle in the left. It wasn’t my fault. I was unfit and didn’t do my warmups but it wasn’t my fault. All that is nothing, however. Six years!!! Fantastic! Best news you could’ve given me. Delighted for you all. Let’s aim to actually meet in the next six!