Greetings from sunny (but windy and a tad cold) San Francisco! Can I tell you how marvelous it is to get out of town, alone with your husband, for a long weekend? It’s even better that he’s here on business so I can run/train for hours and browse running specialty stores at my leisure without anyone telling me to hurry up.
Life is good on the west coast.
I’ve only been here for a day but the moment I stepped off the plane (which was a fabulous ride BTW) I felt lighter. It still amazes me that I can get on a
death trap airplane on the east coast and be transported to a different world in a matter of hours.
Here’s a glimpse of all the fun I’m having:
After dropping our stuff at the hotel and smiling at the three hours of time we gained, we walked around Union Square and ate our faces off…and drank, of course.
I could barely sleep thinking about running the next morning! Not only have I not been able to run in two weeks but I would be running in and amazing new city with all kinds of sights, sounds and (OMG!) other runners. #DreamComeTrue
No one told me there was safe swimming!? I wanted to jump in there so badly and join the dozen or so swimmers who were gliding along with the Golden Gate Bridge as their backdrop. #JustWOW
After a blissful hour-long run, during which I stopped to take a lot of pictures, I made my way back to the hotel for a little strength training. Why not? #NoSchedule
I will leave you with the top 2 things you can get in a city that you can’t when you live in the middle of nowhere:
Do you workout/run when you travel?
What’s your favorite way to see the sights when you’re in a new place?