The pace for my morning miles came in exactly the same as yesterday’s, which sounds like peak plateau. Coffee and fruit, Morning Prayer, shower, last touches on sermon over toast and a second cup of coffee, then hustled to St Michael and All Angels, soaked (with perspiration) through my vestments, prompt walk to St Nicolas’s, soaked through vestments a second time, went home and changed out of sodden clothes worked on emails, prepared sermon for posting (below), crumpled in a heap.
