Don't Forget Your Shovel
We need your help on Tuesday night cleaning the road, installing signs and leaflet dropping.
Please bring brushes and shovels if you have to hand.
All members are encouraged to help out.
Meeting at Market Green at 7pm.
Look forward to seeing you all there.
Mt Hillary 5 Mile
Well done to club member Nelius Aherne who once again won 1st O/60 in the Mt Hillary 5 Mile Sunday morning.
Railway Run 25K
Sheila Buckley 4th Lady overall.
(Thanks to Máre Walsh for the pics)
Best of luck to all running this weekend. We have Christopher McCarthy doing the Madrid Marathon and several others doing the Railway Run. Don't forget to advertise our own race and remember we need lots of sandwiches etc. on Thursday evening.
Ballynoe: From The Back Of The Field
(Report from Mike Dorney)
The start line for the men’s race is about half a mile out from the village so you are nicely warmed up after jogging out to it. Now, some days you arrive at the start line feeling pretty good and some days you arrive feeling a little out of your league. (The important part is that you arrive at the start line.)
At Ballynoe, I felt both. Even the run back into the village has its ups and downs before beginning the four triangular laps. Two sides are gently downhill and then a sharp left to begin the climb back up to the village for the first of four times. It’s a very tough but strangely enjoyable course. As always, the Midleton AC supporters and the ladies who had completed their race were out in force cheering us up the hill. Again and again.
It is quite a struggle and doesn’t get any easier but as Edmond says, “Get your recovery in while you run”. Then something special happened. I was about half way through my last lap (and the only runner still on the course) heading towards the bottom of the hill when I found a line of Midleton ladies spread across the road running towards me, demonstrating everything that is positive about out club.
They’d come back to help me out and climb the hill for the last time with me. Truly inspirational. They cheered, coached (“short steps”, “swing your elbows”) and encouraged me up the final hill when without them I might have given into the temptation to walk. Instead my fifth mile was 15 seconds faster than my fourth due to their overwhelming club spirit.
I finally made it to the finish line and collected my hard-earned mug that I feel was a true team effort. It must have been an amazing sight to see the last competitor labouring up the hill surrounded by a group of smiling, laughing and cheering club mates. Thanks again to you all ladies. And for all the right reasons, it’s not a race that I’ll forget anytime soon.