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10 Things I Think About the Great Railway Run 25K 2025

1. In Brussels

I think that if it wasn’t for the terrible nearly running career ending calf tear and stress reaction in my left fibula back in February, I’d probably have been running the European Road Running championships in Brussels. It was very unfortunate as using the Michael Herlihy method of calculating where you would have finished in races you didn’t run I would have helped the Irish team to a bronze medal. It is comforting to at least know that for sure. The Railway Run was a good substitute.

2. Lateness

I think that races that send out the numbers in the post are great. It allows for chronic ridiculous lateness. Parking at 9:20 for a 9:30 start is fine, absolutely no problem, 5 minutes to put on magic shoes and 5 minute warm up to the start. I probably should have done 5 miles before hand to make it 20 miles for the day to get ready for Cork like most other people seemed to be doing.

3. Evan and Paul

I think that it was terrible to see both Evan Fitzgerald and Paul Moloney on the start line. I was pretty sure that the rampant marathon mania combined with Easter holidays and the Brussels event had taken care of all my known competition like John Meade and Barry Twohig from last year. I suppose a €500 first prize is always likely to draw out the big guns.

4. Kilometer of Hope

I think that it would have been great if I had been fit enough to run with Paul Moloney, even until the hill in Shanbally would have been grand. Evan made it clear from the start that he was going to win by being out of sight after only 500m, I ran the first kilometer full of hope with Paul until we ran back through the start where it became obvious that 5:30 pace was not possible to maintain so I let him go and resigned myself to a best possible finish of third.

5. I Go Solo

I think that it was much better last year when I had company for the whole 25k. This year I was left solo from kilometer one until kilometer twenty five, twenty four kilometers of solo running. I am not good at running on my own. I am not particularly motivated by time so I just get slower and slower as time goes on. My mind starts wandering and thinking about other stuff when I’m running on my own. I tried to focus on keeping the kilometer splits at 3:35, not for any particular reason other than that’s the first split I saw on the watch when I started looking at it once we got onto the line. This worked for about 5k then I lost interest and started looking across the water to Cobh.

6. Session Obsession

I think that the Railway Run is a great run to do as preparation for Cork Marathon. Even if I was solo there were plenty of water stops and the act of pining on a number provides a little bit more motivation than doing a session on the same route. It’s kind of odd really how because of Strava if I did this run as a session and ran the same pace as I did in the race I would expect to be hailed as the second coming of Christ but instead because it’s a race and I came third it’s only ok. Sessions are greater than races for some reason these days. I blame YouTube and Instagram.

7. Julius 300

I think that Julius in Monkstown provided key information that halted the exponential pace decline that was occurring. I asked him was there anyone behind expecting the answer to be “no you’re fine”, instead I got “300m”. 300m is very close so I started concentrating again, then I got a flashback of last year when the dynamic duo of Barry Twohig and John Meade flew by on the run to Raffeen which was very scary.

8. Shanbally Shakeup

I think that the U-turn around the traffic island in Shanbally provides the perfect opportunity for seeing who is behind you. The 300m that Julius had calculated had become about 100m by the time we reached Shanbally with Nathan and Ruairi closing the gap on the very steep raffeen hill where a barking dog provided more information on the proximity of my pursuers. As we began the climb out of Shanbally I remembered last year when I caught Danny Mullins with a kilometer to go to take third. Maybe it’s my turn to get caught with a kilometer to go I feared.

9. Fear

I think that there is no better motivator for running than fear. It is far better than clock watching, a bit of fear of being caught is wonderful, if you had both fear and hatred you’d be flying it all together. The fear of being caught made the last four miles fun. Luckily the fear provided enough motivation to get to the finish in Carrigaline in third again just like last year which meant prize money which is one of the reasons I like running races so much, no one gives you money for a good session, just kudos on Strava and emoji comments which are not money.

10. Race to the 220

I think I had the logistics of the race well worked out, once I crossed the line I met Paul, we had a photo then I ran over to the 220 bus stop where amazingly there was a bus waiting. I hopped on the bus, talked about golf to an 85-year-old lady and horrified everyone else on the bus with my short shorts, got off at St Finbarr’s hospital to have a short warm down back to the car. Drove to Glanmire to collect Billy from babysitting before back to Carrigaline to collect Rhona and my third place prize. I was almost as proud of the logistics as I was of the race.

10 Things I Think About The Great Railway Run 25k

1. Suncream

I think that races where you have to put on suncream before the race are my favorite types of races. Normally these races don’t happen in Cork but miraculously after six months of cold rain and wind Sunday morning was calm, lukewarm and sunny. Perfect weather for the unusual distance of 25k between Cork and Carrigaline.

2. John Buckley Loop

I think that the new route for the race is better than the old one. Because of the digging up of the Marina we got to do the John Buckley 5k loop before heading out onto the line. I had mapped the course out on Strava the night before so that I knew where I was going. On the start line I met a lot of people that I would rather not have raced over 25k. Two former Cork Marathon Winners, the winner of the most Cork BHAA races in history, Barry Twohig, Aidan Noone and Danny Mullins. Too many people when there were only prizes for the first four.

3. Making the Calculation

I think that the 25k distance is possibly more tactical than the marathon. There is a fine line between what you can run for a half marathon and 25k. It’s almost the same but not quite. Based on the half marathon last week I figured 5:30 pace was about the limit so I ran the first two miles around the loop a little bit faster than 5:30 hoping that it would encourage a few people like John Meade to just do a handy run. Initially only Cillian, Aidan and Danny decided that my pace was suitable which was perfect, a group of four for the four prizes.

4. The Breakaway

I think that Danny Mullins should get the award for most aggressive racer of the day. He ran an excellent race in a style that I approve of, just before we got to the pedestrian bridge at the end of the line he gradually increased the pace and left the group of four. I looked at my watch and saw 5:30 pace so I wasn’t able to go with him and instead stayed with Aidan and Cillian. You normally don’t catch someone in a race when dropped so I was pretty sure that second place was all that was left to play for.

5. Just Me and You

I think that it looked very good for a second or third place finish after 10k. As we ran along the water on the cambered path between Hop Island and Passage that pays the mortgages of the physios of Cork, Aidan said to me that Cillian had dropped off. Normally in a race, after 10k if you can’t hear or see someone you aren’t going to see them again, so I was quite confident of a podium place, all I had to do was keep going.

6. The Away Kit

I think that the worst part of the race was in Monkstown. Monkstown is a lovely spot, I was happy out looking at the boats in the sunshine when suddenly I was passed by John Meade and Barry Twohig both dressed in the St Finbarr’s away kit of all orange. I had no option but to latch on to the back of the orange train which thankfully was moving at my limit of 5:30. I almost enjoyed being towed along as the uninvited guest for the few miles between Monkstown and Raffeen.

7. AlphaFly Ascent

I think that this was a race where a pair of AlphaFlys paid for themselves. All was going well until we reached the start of the climb from Raffeen to Shanbally. I hadn’t noticed Barry’s new vibrant yellow AlphaFly3s until I saw them bouncing up the hill destroying any hope myself and John Meade had of victory. It wasn’t long before Danny’s significant lead was in doubt such was the pace difference up the hill.

8. The Dynamic Duo

I think that John Meade and Barry Twohig are a dangerous combination. As we left Shanbally Danny’s hard built lead was just about to fall victim to the luminious yellow AlphaFlys of Barry. John Meade while not as impressive on the climb was still impressive enough to destroy any hopes I had of a second place finish. On the climb out of Shanbally Danny was swallowed up by the dynamic duo who quickly disappeared off up the road in their orange singlets.

9. Don’t Give Up

I think that just like in a marathon you never know what is going to happen in the last few kilometers of a 25k. I was wearing a special Ronhill singlet that is supposed to help cool you down. I think it worked as I didn’t feel any heat in the last few kilometers. I could still see the orange train and the distanced Danny up ahead as we passed the turn off for Curraghbinny so I kept pushing hoping that someone might encounter trouble and increase the size of my prize.

10. Sunshine and Envelopes

I think that I was very lucky that the last kilometer of the race was downhill into Carrigaline. As we got to the 24k marker I caught back up to Danny. I knew that I had to go straight past him as I couldn’t beat my own shadow in a sprint so I went as fast as I could for that last kilometer. I went so fast that I nearly caught John Meade which would have been amazing, but I didn’t so I ended up third which wasn’t bad. Barry won by miles and got the biggest envelope and a big trophy. I was happy with my envelope and even happier to sit around in the sunshine after the race. If only it was like this for every race.