All posts in May 2020

A chilly morning at 3°, but a rapid run — 9:29. I spent much of the morning working to make an English-language version of the Plague Cross posted to Twitter by Fr A. Schrenk. Since then, others have posted more or less satisfactory alternatives, but this is what I came up with before I hit…

Clear skies, 1° (in mid-May! Come on!), not too rusty or lethargic, and a mile at 9:44. Morning Office, fruit breakfast, and headed on to work. Not much came by way of original writing, so I churned through a few dozen pages of Legends. Pizza for dinner, Bosch for entertainment.

Not so cold, not so breezy, all clear and a satisfactory run of 9:39. Morning Office, shower, hot breakfast, and then to my book outline. I got a couple of paragraphs written, but it was slow going. On the other hand, I got a couple of paragraphs written, and that’s more than I did on…

A bitter cold morning, 0° with breezes, and a sluggish time: 10:04. Fruit breakfast, Morning Office, and on to the day. I was very pleased with my weekend of work on Legends of the Jews, and thought I might springboard from that to book-writing, but I wanted to finish up ‘The Creation of the World’…

Goodness gracious, 4° with gusting wind feels icy! That did not stop me from putting in a pretty good mile — yes, it may have provided a necessary motivation, since I came in at 9:34, but heavens to Betsy that was cold. Fruit breakfast, then back to Legends of the Jews. It occurs to me…

I woke up to a lovely morning, clear and mild (11°), and had a good run despite the medium pollen — 9:39. I said my Office and made a hot breakfast, listened to the Radio Four Sunday Worship commemoration of VE Day with that of Florence Nightingale. I had my hot breakfast, went to Most Holy…

Every morning I give myself permission to skip my morning run, but every morning I end up putting my socks and trainers on to go ahead. This morning dawned temperate, calm, 11° with medium pollution. My time was 9:51, but I felt as though I’d done better than that. Saturday is grocery morning, so I…

The warmest morning of the year, I think, at 11°; medium pollen, medium air pollution, and the feeling from last year of being heavy and sluggish. The mile came in at 9:51, though, which is not unacceptable for me. Fruit breakfast, Morning Office with Margaret, clean-up and a morning devoted to reading and writing more…

This should be some sort of household jubilee, with celebration at having completed a half century of housebound obedience. Alas, no one is in a mood for jubilation; mildly satisfied determination is about all one can ask. I slept a bit later than usual this morning, and got an even later start on my run…

Seven weeks is a long time to spend without getting out and about. Just saying. This morning dawned crisp (3°) and dry, with medium pollen. I didn’t feel any particular challenge in getting limber, and my mile came in at 9:42, which feels reasonable. Morning Office, grocery trip, hot breakfast, and a morning spent reading…

We watched Spooks late into the night, so I planned to skip my morning run; alas, I woke up early anyway, so I went ahead to run in the 6°, low pollen, creaky-limbed conditions. Came in at 9:50 (though I felt as though I’d been faster than that). I said the Office, then cooked a…

I had a productive day, and I don’t have much more to report. Run weather was 9°, medium pollen, 9:39. Spent a lot of time on the monograph outline. Mushroom, aubergine, other veg over rice noodles for dinner, and the end of Spooks.