Friday we will head up to San Francisco, after a run in Big Sur. We rented an adorable apartment in the Mission/Castro of San Francisco. We love the area and I have a feeling I won’t want to leave after our 3 ½ days there.
San Francisco feels like home to me. I love it. Adore it. Sometimes I wish I lived there, but then I’m reminded that it’s cold and foggy and I think again. It just feels so alive and progressive, like big things are happening on a daily basis. I love the energy and the people. I love that it’s a big city yet it remains charming and cozy. What is not to love about San Francisco? I guess the cold summers, rain and fog. But even so, it’s a magical place.
I can't wait to hug one of these trees!
Where are you spending the holidays?
Will you be making new running memories?
I’ll run through the redwoods for the first time, and on the jagged coast in Big Sur. It doesn’t get much better than that!