It was a “rest” run this weekend of only one and half hours of running. Next weekend is two hours forty minutes so we were thrilled that it was not next weekend yet. It is funny though because the “rest” runs always seem to feel harder than the long runs. There must be some psychological reason for that but I am not quite sure what it is.
It always amazes me that within four miles of running, starting from our house, we can be seeing (and smelling) this.
And seriously, who knew that llamas and bulls could be in the same fenced area. I bet that llama sleeps with one eye open.
Despite being challenging, thanks to the pleasant company of Anna and Erin and the much needed blow-off-steam-factor, these runs are becoming a highlight of my week.
How long would it take you from your home to get to to a field with a bull in it? Bonus points if the field has a llama too.
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