Mark Grealish

Cats and wizardry.

At Least I Didn’t Pee Blood?

in running

Me running outside Enniskerry
Enniskerry to Dublin running map

Go watch Why I Run by Exurb2a. His reasons are my reasons. Right now I’m training for Connemarathon in April and the Run Clare Half Marathon. By running more longer and more difficult courses than the race-and in any given weather-the run on the day will be easier. Today’s route (link) was my toughest yet, with a 400 metre ascent. It has never felt so good to arrive home and take a shower!

Running Friends

in running

Me, running, friends and such
Me, running, friends and such
Me, running, friends and such

The most important tenet of my life has become the test of belief and faith. It’s tension within meaning, like how can you have a utopia except in the context of something that isn’t? This is not some kind of “hurr-durr me stronk because me fite!” tough guy nonsense, but a deep sense that although anyone can declare anything of themselves in isolation, he true test of our character comes from without.

So over the past few months I’ve begun to build a circle of friends who run. In running with them, talking to them, I’ve begun to see a Mark who’s grown and matured from the last time I took stock of myself. He’s learn and strong, with the endurance to cover kilometre after kilometre without getting out of breath. As much as running is a solo activity, it’s so wonderful to get that and to give it back to everyone else. People are awesome.

It’s weird-and good!-to see myself through everyone else’s eyes.

Cuter than Your Kids

in family

They’ll stab you if you say otherwise.


Baily Evening Fog

in ireland

Taken in Howth on February 28 2019.

The Baily and Howth at sunset through thick fog
The Baily and Howth at sunset through thick fog
The Baily and Howth at sunset through thick fog

That is a Banana in my Beard

in family

It has a story that you shouldn’t ask after. Self-portrait courtesy of my beautiful daughter. :)

Me with a banana in my mouth

Neither So Grim Nor Dire

in me

Today I’m on a self-enforced day of bed rest because I have the literal death plague in me. The problem with being sick is that I can’t my own lazy hands. The longer I stare at the wall, the more I itch to do something. It hasn’t helped that torn ligaments in my knee have kept me from running for weeks now.

Right, this morning I reread the post I put up over the weekend. Right now I feel far better. Being mindful that feelings of the moment pass always helps. A few friends reached out in odd and unrelated circumstances on Sunday and Monday. Last night I had a great chat with my sister about everything. If I’m struggling sometimes, I’m not over my head yet. Since December I’ve lost a full kilo by switching to full-time vegetarian and tackling my root need to snack on chocolate when something stresses me. My Dutch learning improves week over week.

I’m frustrated and tired, but hale and ready for the spring!