It’s a bit odd, waiting for the seemingly inevitable announcement that Oxford is closing, that we all are to self-isolate, that there will be no library access for the foreseeable future (yup, that’s the one I can’t process), that church life will be curtailed if not (as in Italy) shut down altogether… But I ran my mile this morning, knees resistant, air a chilly 4°, and it felt as though I had a lot of trouble oxygenating. For the last quarter mile or so, no matter how deeply I inhaled, it felt as though my llungs were still not processing the breath I’d just taken. 10:24, anyway.