Tails from the trail

Some days you are just running along and you come face to face (or rather butt) with a cow. As you do. 

Fortunately Bessie here wasn't a complete surprise because a dog walker had warned me of her presence on the trail.  She was very friendly when I slowed to a walk to sidle by her, even came up for a quick ear scratch before we went our opposite ways.  About a half mile later I met the mystery Nordic Walker guy I sometimes encounter and did the neighbourly thing of giving him a heads up about her. He, unlike me, quite wisely asked if it was a cow rather than a bull--it's not unheard of for people to be attacked and sometimes killed by aggressive bulls on footpaths that cross through fields.  

Seen on the run

I don't always see a cow in the road when I run.........but it does happen at least once a week.  This bull was today's sighting.  If you look closely there's a cat on the left side of the right road fork just past the gritter bin as well.  

Mushrooms from a couple of weeks ago

Graffiti from last Sunday's run

I thought I escaped whatever bug my partner has but it waylaid me yesterday, feel better today but the run felt harder than usual and my legs are on the verge of cramping.  I miss my foam roller, wishing that I had made room for it in my luggage rather than shipping it.  

My Brooks' aren't looking quite as clean as this at the moment