Some weeks ago, I took part in the Grant Thornton 5k Challenge in Dublin City centre. There is something to be said for the interest in running these days, and if we overlay it with the mindset of the working professional, we surely – at the very least – have material for a column.
We are at the starting line, packed quayside, being let loose in waves. Tightly bunched for the first kilometre, the path opens up as varying degrees of ability find their mojo.
I pick a runner a few metres ahead of me – I like her style, she’s ferret-like in spotting openings, and she’s got zest.
The last kilometre, and I’m crucified. My legeens don’t know what hit them. Up ahead, some stumpy young buck catches my eye – all muscle and grit. He’s got fuel in the tank, and I’ll be damned if I’ll come in far behind him.
The race finishes. We shake hands and exchange words of congratulations in the queue for bananas.
As I ran, my mind wandered to a lecture to PPC1 students I was to give the following week. The following came to mind: