I set out on my morning run in 5° temperatures, which Apple’s weather app assured me felt like 1°, and you will hear no argument from me on this point. I got about three-quarters of a mile in, when I noticed that the atmosphere around me was no longer simply cold, but had become cold and wet. by the end of my first mile, it was positively raining. At the same time, my legs were limber, my breathing was all right; the only problem came in drops from above. So, was it a good run? It all depends on the context.
We’re having a visit from our friend Ed this morning, and I’m hammering away at my homily before and after Ed’s visit. Then the last Sunday in Advent, with Mass in the morning and Lessons and Carols in the evening, and the beginning of Christmas week — whee!