COVID World, Day Twenty

You wouldn’t have guessed by the way the day turned out, but this morning started at a nippy 3°, making the air less breathable (well, equally breathable, I suppose, but less agreeable to the lung) than I’d anticipated. My legs felt heavy, but I just forged ahead and come home in 10:04. After breakfast (fruit…

COVID [World] 19

Rainy morning, so the decent temperature of 11° soaked into a chillier feeling. Warm-ups just barely limbered up my limbs, and ‘getting out of the drizzle’ didn’t provide enough motivation to speed me home. Still, the mile came in at 10:07, so that’s okay. The news this morning is abuzz with Boris Johnson’s hospitalisation. I…

COVID World, 18

I didn’t think to write during the day, so a quick overview. Ran my mile in 6°, no breeze, 10:14. Participated in Mass from St Benet’s, Kentish Town. Worked on the Easter Sermon that I (perhaps ill-advisedly) agreed to record. Fretted a bit about Josiah and the virus. We got news that one of Margaret’s…

COVID World, Day Seventeen

Chilly morning again, but my legs were more limber. No breeze, 3°, and a mile in 9:59. We’re having a simulated Saturday breakfast instead of going to our usual brunch at Queen’s Lane. Though hearty, my breakfast did not quell the grumblings of appetite; such is the nature of desire. Nonetheless, I resisted temptation, made…

COVID World, Day Sixteen

Morning continues less chilly, 6° with no noticeable wind. My legs were reluctant — again, the lifty-uppy bits that connect the thigh to the torso voted firmly against anything but the most cursory run — though the mile went by without stress. 10:15. Breakfast, followed by morning prayer and blogging about the church and the…

Ersatz or Stopgap?

The estimable Revd Dr Canon Alasdair Coles (there should be an ecclesiastical office that confers that ‘estimable’ honorific; perhaps for parish clergy with earned academic doctorates or summat) of All Saints, St Andrews, called my attention to an article on becoming a distributed church without becoming a virtual church, by Bob Hyatt on the Ecclesianet.org…

COVID World, Quarantine Day

Just to perpetuate the unfunny joke, the temperature descended to 0° this morning (-1° when I woke up). The air was still, so the cold didn’t bite the way it has other mornings. I warmed up effectively, had a good run (insofar as that’s not oxymoronic), and got home in 9:53. Even more encouraging, my…