There are days where everything seems to point to questions. Questioning judgement, ability, career choice. Those days are wearing. For me, they lead to a desire to just disappear from the world for a little while.
Instead, I went for a run. Met a friend at the Ferry Building, then took the route that I *think* I will be running on Sunday. As predicted, the Ft. Mason hill is more then I can complete. The rest of the run isn't so bad-the route is flat and the tourists only slowed me down twice. The setting sun was beautiful-it threw the people walking toward me into shadow relief.
Sunday is going to rock. So excited to earn another t-shirt, and another memory.
Who wants to find a 5K to run in November?