21k to Start the Day

21 k to the finish line

Ed didn't run it in record time

Debby was waiting come rain or shine

Romance, romance, romance, romance

It’s Ed here with my report on today’s Cork Half-marathon. 

I can summarize my experience with this limerick I composed during the run.

“Ed went to Cork for a run,

It didn’t turn out to be fun,

The weather was hot, his running was not,

Now he’s just glad that it's done.”

The run didn't start until 11:00, and by then it was quite warm.  I stopped a few times for water and to cool down, resulting in a time of 2:05:11, my PW (personal worst).  At least I got a nice shirt, and I may still be the fastest Canadian in my age group.  I expect to have a much better run in Victoria in October.

As Ed ran around Cork, I did a 5k walk around the city streets of central Cork.  Most of the shops and attractions were closed as it was a Bank Holiday (and the Marathon).

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cork_%28city%29 

I crossed the bridge over the quay to the Shandon area of Cork.

I visited the Butter Museum.  I hadn't realized the importance of the dairy industry to the Irish economy.  I am now butter informed.

 I then made my way back to the finish line to watch for Ed in his blue shirt and Canada red hat.  I had no trouble finding him among the runners and though he thought it was his PW, I thought that it was one of the better runs where I have come along as Athletic Support.
Ed celebrated his achievement with a Subway sandwich and a bag of cheese and onion crisps back at our room.
This afternoon after a brief rest, we took the train to Cobh.  Cobh was the main embarkation point for millions of Irish who immigrated in the 19th & 20th century.
This is what remains of the pier.  It is in a sad state of disrepair.

The main attraction in Cobh these days is the Titanic exhibit. Cobh was the final stop for the Titanic before setting off across the Atlantic.
On a sunny bank holiday in June, it was the place to be. 

The ride is only 24 minutes on the train and like the ferry to Salt Spring, you only pay to get there.  Back in Cork we went to Scoozi's for dinner.  Ed was in the mood for pizza and I ordered baked cod & chips with mushy peas.  This was my first, and last, taste of mushy peas.  Ed enjoyed a large glass of stout with his meal, I had a small glass of lager.