Month: September 2021

Two miles (a harder slog than many days have been), hot breakfast, and a day of frustrating inanition, lack of focus, weariness, and lack of productivity.

Two miles, fruit breakfast, all-day House Council meeting.

I ran two miles this morning, though I got a late start and part of my brain was telling me it would be all right if I cut it to one mile today, no, well, that’s all right we can cut it to one and a half, whoops, now we’re going on ahead, so two it will be. Fruit breakfast, read, and really must write some actual words today. Alas, focus and confortably confident bearing-down were in short supply today. I will have to attempt the equivalent of undergraduate all-nighters before termtime in order to bludgeon this essay into submittable condition.

Two miles, hot breakfast, read, read, read, write a couple of words, read, read.

The blog was knocked offline last week because I hit my bandwidth limit. I don’t know who you are, reader-downloader who maxxed me out, but you know where you can find me in person! Look me up.

I’ve run two miles each day, save yesterday when I gave myself a day off. I’ve made progress on Legends IV, nearing the end of Ruth. I’ve made some headway against my hermeneutics essay, but not as much as I’d like; I have the persistent compulsion to read more about topics before I write about them. So sue me.