The Last Time

When was the last time I did something for the first time?

This morning. 

I volunteered at Parkrun. 

I chose Lochore Meadows for my debut. 

Part of the trail passes through a farm which adjoins the loch. The field has cattle grazing in it at the moment. As a first timer marshal I was put in charge of one of the gates to the field. 

More precisely, I had to open it to allow the runners through whilst simultaneously preventing the cattle from escaping. Easy, huh? No stress. No, none at all. 

Fortunately we have all survived to tell the tale, and that includes the cattle. They are all still in their field. 

I am glad I stepped up to help. I have been wanting to for months. I always expected an injury to prevent me running one week, and that would be my cue. No such luck. 

Now I have to embed it as a regular habit, just as I did with the running itself. 

My Blip is just more June greenery, seen from my marshalling station. 

This evening I will be chilling with music and then one of my books.