The weather cleared and the temperature dropped overnight, with the result that the pavements were very dry for the first time in ten days or so, and the air felt Baltic — the kind of cold air that bites your lungs when you inhale, a no-big-deal 5° chilled to -3° by breezes. I forgot to stretch my legs before I started, and when my legs were beginning to limber up they felt the cold and decided to stay tight instead. Overall, though, my time was mildly below the average I’d been building before the recent rains.
Coffee, fruit, shower and dress, Morning Prayer, then I’ll come home and write for a while, then into Oxford to meet a former student’s daughter (now an undergrad at the University). Then home again. That`’s the day.