Another grey, cool morning, 15° and high humidity, calm, and high pollen — but my pace just didn’t come together, and I ran to a 9:46 mile. Once again, the variation in my times puzzles me. Morning Office, fruit breakfast, correspondence, and I planned a bit of writing and research.
But that plan came — not quite to nought, but to not much. Just an uneasy day, unfocused, and listless. (I know: ‘Well, then, make a list!’) I did read a fair bit of The Difference Engine, but that was the closest I came to productivity. Leftover risotto for dinner, and we began watching the Swedish TV series Gåsmamman.