No run this morning, as last night I began feeling cold symptoms, and I had a fitful, short night. It seems just common sense, and even my stubborn will recognises the value of gentleness in letting a cold run its course. I got up (early, but sleep wasn’t on the menu) and made coffee, ate some fruit, grim-scrolled for a while, dozed, and will go up to dress, attend Morning Prayer (masked), check messages at the Parish Centre, pick up a grocery or two, and come home for a nap. That’s as far ahead as I’m planning.