All posts in July 2020

A beautiful morning for a run, apart from pollen and somewhat more humidity than I’d prefer — but clear, temperate, and I was limber and strong. I saw many more people on my run than I used to during the lockdown; the number’s been rising gradually, but today was practically a normal day for foot…

I decided early on that I didn’t want to try a full-on morning run; my knees have been wobbling a bit, and my joints were creaky during warm-up. My thought had been to take a long, slow run, in preparation for stretching out the length of my route — but I slept later than I…

A good weather day for a run — I felt all right, temperature was cool but not chilly, moderate breezes but not so as to hinder progress. I made my mile in 9:31. Morning Office, fruit breakfast, Margaret made a smoothie for me (!), and hammered away at Legends and my upcoming sermon. The sermon…

The morning was rainy, so I began the day expecting not to run — but I noticed a pause in the precipitation, so I put on my trainers and ventured out. Alas, as soon as I hit my stride during warm-ups, the rain recommenced and I opted for the better part of valour after only…

Morning mile 9:33, Morning Office, hot breakfast, Mass at St Mary Magdalene, good working ideas for my sermon, lovely check-ins from Pippa and Nate, and that was mostly the extent of the day. More viewing Before We Die.

I forgot to record anything in particular about today. My morning mile was 9:35; Morning Office, grocery trip, hot breakfast. I frittered the day away among light reading, Legends, and saving the world from being overrun by Pokémons. Margaret concocted a delicious (if unnervingly dark in colour) rice and veg dish with mushroom sauce, and…

I mustn’t miss two days in a row, so I took my morning run in very humid air, 16°, medium pollen (but enough to keep eyes and sinuses streaming), and limber but heavy legs — all to the result of a 9:15 mile. Morning Office, fruit breakfast, correspondence, and Legends. That was most of the…

This morning I actually did skip running. I got to bed late, I slept past my usually running time, and when I woke I was a bit headachey and stiff-jointed. It seemed to me that if I were ever going to skip a day, this would be the morning to skip. So I put out…

Did I decide to skip my morning run? No, I did not! On the whole, a lovely day, though something is blooming that has my eyes and nose streaming. 13°, ‘medium’ pollen count (but it all depends on which pollen is about, doesn’t it?), clear, medium humidity, and my joints and muscles all seemed amenable…

A near-perfect morning for running — might have been warmer (9°), but clear and endurable humidity, though high pollen — and I limbered up satisfactorily, finishing my mile in 9:21. Morning Office, fruit breakfast, and an all-morning meeting of the Sodality Council. That was followed by another meeting, a quick hop out to arrange a future…

I’m in a phase of being tempted, day on day, to skip my morning run. I haven’t missed a day for weeks; I exercise from a sense of obligation rather than any enjoyment (though I don’t actually viscerally dislike running as much as I used to); and I can imagine a sense of relaxed enjoyment…

Rainy morning, 13°, so I decided not to try for a mile, but to go out and run till I didn’t want to get any wetter. Once I got outside and was warming up, though, the rain abated and I wound up running the whole mile, albeit without timing myself. Morning Office, hot breakfast, off…