Back to my regular route this morning, 3° and medium breezes, and my muscles just never really opened up. Breathing whoofy rather than gaspy (I guess that’s a kind of progress?), but the time was only 10:52.
Ruminations about hermeneutics, theology, theory, politics, ecclesiastical life… and exercise.
Back to my regular route this morning, 3° and medium breezes, and my muscles just never really opened up. Breathing whoofy rather than gaspy (I guess that’s a kind of progress?), but the time was only 10:52.