Today, the Gillies Lake duck population took simultaneous flight out of the reeds and nearly into my face! On a 9-miler, my reflexes are a tad dull. The rain kept my eyes squinting and the sound of my approach initiated the flight to safety for the feathered fellows, nearly at the expence of my unprotected head!
Generally, safety measures which I often employ are to sing, yell or clap as I approach duck-populated spots. Guess I forgot today...
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Hey Ron.....thought I would stop by.....I see you did 22 miles today at 8:20 pace.....nice job.....oh how I yearn for those 60 degree days.....cannot gte my lazy butt out early on weekends so I suffer though the heat.....93 today in a very slow 8:45 pace.....again....nice job on the 22 and your running has been great......
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