An almost precisely average morning run today, and all my joints and muscles felt reasonable: no stiffness, no tightness, no aches. I’d be pleased if my breathing were improving, but I would not be surprised if I’ve just hit a plateau for a man in his late 60s, for which fair play. Coffee and fruit, cleaning up, Morning Prayer, public office hours, then home — spending the day working on the two homilies I’ll preach on Sunday.