I can’t put it off forever, I reasoned, so I gathered my… whatever and ran my miles again this morning. It didn’t feel too bad; my muscles were tight, but my knee didn’t hurt that much. And I really need to get a new pair of running shoes — I’d share a picture of mine, but the uneven wear on mine might give some sensitive readers the heebie-jeebies. My pace was about average — not improving my average, but just about matching it.
Today’s tasks include writing the sermon for tomorrow at St Michael’s, perhaps going to Oxford to buy new trainers, some grocery shopping….