Monday, August 13, 2007

Sunshine, Lollipops and Rainbows....

It worked!

I demanded sunshine and we got it. I can now be officially classified as a deity. Start praying to me plebs.

We just had a bee-utiful sunny day in Salthill (Don't care about the rest of Ireland). At 2pm I went for a run from Knocknacarra, down to the shore behind the golf club, whole length of the prom and back :)
Saw a fantabulous Pirates of the Carribbean style ship sail into the bay and a lot of smiley, happy people.

Later I came back to Ladies beach armed with a bikini and had a bracing swim in the cold, clear, wavey Atlantic Ocean. It was agony for about 5 minutes and then, sheer heaven. I saw Marie Joyce drying off as I went in. It's thanks to her that I (and half of Galway) can swim. She's one of those invincible Galwawegians that swims in the Bay all year round. I want to be like her when I grow up.

Met Eireann have just predicted a crazy storm over Ireland tonight or tomorrow. I don't care; I can still feel sand in between my toes and the glow of sun on my skin.

5 comments:

Forty's Coats said...

Jesus that's a serious run, were you actually running or were you doing that glorified walk I see so many joggers do? You know the one, feet rising a bare inch off the ground, arms immobile at the side... like a duck learning to waddle.

My run today was an 8 minute asthma attack, but I was actually running (I think... it's one of those ones where you think you look like a hot shot, but if you saw a video of yourself you'd never attempt leaving the house again. Ditto dancing in a club).

Anyway, my point is, bring back forehead bands! Watched Jaws 3 the other night and there was a classic on a waitress, just a wollen band going around her forehead. 80s magic.

Ms Dobbyn said...

Well when I run, I run but I'm usually wheezing after about 7 minutes, then I stroll for a while get distracted looking at the seagulls, realise I'm not labouring to ingest oxygen anymore and make myself start running again for oh about another 7 minutes.
Repeat ad prom finitum.
(Latin for 'to the end of the prom')

Belinsky_11 said...

Could you demand some sunshine now please??

I shouldn't be getting seasonal effectiveness disorder in August.

Ms Dobbyn said...

Seasonal 'effectiveness' Disorder? Does that mean that because the weather is shite you're actually a productive and effecitve worker for once?

As for demanding sunshine again....
My powers are not to be thus abused.

Belinsky_11 said...

Always the pedant Ms Bones....always the pedant.

And to answer your question, yes I am being productive at the moment. It is my last week of work :)