Telling the story of the ups and downs, the adventurous and mundane days of one British family's self-imposed exile in the Capital Region of New York State.
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
Day 5.015: Shore shorts
A flight coming in to land at SFO around dawn on Day 5.008.
I enjoyed my runs on the path along the shore of the bay while I was in California. Unfortunately, my schedule and the time of year did not permit me to run during daylight hours - rather I was running before dawn in almost complete darkness. There was enough light to see where I was going, but that's about it. I didn't really go prepared for outdoor running - assuming, incorrectly, that I would be stuck on a treadmill in the fitness center. So it was that I was running in shorts and short-sleeve running shirt without anything reflective or a light at 5am, disturbing the shore birds, trying not to disturb the homeless guy on the bench, passing the hotel staff smoking at the back of the hotel and a few other runners from time to time.
So, it worked out fairly well and I knew that the views were nice - even if I couldn't actually see them.
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