First run of the day was with my wife. Nice easy run of 4.3 miles pushing her total up to 11 miles, not bad for a beginner.
Spotted a fairly large dead swan in a stream. It was obscured by foliage and we thought it was a rock at first. When we got home I thought I better call somebody about, I wasn't sure if it would be a health hazard to other animals, particularly the cattle that graze in the adjacent field. So I called our local council with coordinates ready ... waited and waited in a queue ... eventually spoke to somebody who told me to call DEFRA. Spoke to DEFRA, they took the details (but not my coordinates that I had ready) and they said that I really should tell the Local Environmental Officer at the council!!! SO I phoned the council again, was held in a queue again and thought 'stuff this' and hung up.
Instead I called a local farmer and had a nice chat. He wasn't that concerned but was very pleasant. He did suggest I could try pull out the carcass if I wanted although he didn't think it was that necessary. I must say that I'm a little worried that it might fall apart, how do you grab it properly? It's quite big ... I shall have to see. Maybe I should take some rubber gloves - but that's going to look a little odd, suspicious even!
Talking of our feathered friends, we've heard a couple of cuckoos on our runs - very special :-)
My afternoon run (not that I plan to do two runs a day) included some hills. It was quite hot and I took the wrong water bottle, too small it was. So I stopped off at one of the houses along the way to ask if they wouldn't mind filling my water bottle, they kindly agreed :-) Sweat was pouring off me, I was in my trendy running gear, sunglasses, running shoes, GPS watch - after she had filled my water bottle (a hand held one with a hole in the middle), she asked me if I was jogging? I did hesitate before answering, I was wondering what I wasn't doing doing that didn't look like I was running, maybe I just look too old, my grey hair perhaps? Maybe she was saying indirectly that I shouldn't be running ... oh well! That's not going to happen :-)
So I eventually got home - tired, hot, sweaty and happy. Changed into my dinner suit and went to a black tie gala evening, good fun.
My afternoon run was 10 miles making my Juneathon total 30 miles. Easy, short run today (i.e. day 4).
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