This morning my body was gently but firmly unwilling to run more than a few paces. I was tired (despite a solid seven hours’ sleep), muscles just a little sore but mostly stiff, joints stiff, etc.) and the pollen in the air was irritating my eyes and breathing. Thus I opted to walk my miles this morning, and registered a more pleasant stroll than the miserable slog I would have made if I tried to run. Coffee, fruit, quick check on tonight’s Ascension Day liturgy, and I’ll preside at St Michael’s midweek Ascenion Mass as well. Plus, I need to remember that i’m preaching Sunday…
I will be on retreat next week, and the week after we leave to spend some time with our descendants at Pippa’s and Dyer’s new digs in Sullivan. A change is as good a rest, but a resting change is better still.