Today I woke up with the urge to run. In the words of Forrest Gump, I just felt like running.
So I got out of bed, splashed some water on my face, downed a strawberry Slimfast, stretched, and ran out the door. It was cold outside, and a thick fog had descended upon the city.
I ran up to Geary and decided to just keep going down it until I got tired. I wanted to explore the Richmond area, and I found a lot of cute cafes and ethnic restaurants which I put into memory with the intention to visit in the future.
After dredging past my first wall, I was energized and I started feeling the runner’s high, that I came to love in my high school cross country and track days.
As I got down the numbered streets, I found myself in the 30s, and I made up my mind to make it to Ocean Beach. So I kept running, and suddenly I became enveloped in a deep thick fog, and it was drizzling. I couldn’t see 50 feet ahead of me, and thought I was lost. But I kept running, and suddenly out of the fog appeared the majestic pacific ocean and it took my breath away. I was amazed because it came out of nowhere, and I just stopped in my place and realized that it was totally worth the run.
Right along the ocean, I discovered Louis’, a cute mom and pop breakfast cafe, and the Cliffhouse, a huge complex featuring several different restaurants and attractions. I would love to eat and hang out in that area.
Then I continued to run and chatted with a rescure worker who was helping with the oil spill cleanup effort on the beach. He told me that there was a lot of progress being made, and he was optimistic about the outlook.
I loved running along the beach, enjoying the views and feeling alive. By this point I was dead tired, but I didn’t care.
After running for about 40 minutes long the beach, I decided to head back home, and I ran into neighboring Golden Gate Park, and continued to enjoy myself. I ran across the Japanese Tea Garden, the Botanical Garden, the De Young Museum, and the greater park area.
I was thoroughly loving my run and felt very lucky to be living in such an awesome city that features so many beautiful sites.
Finally, I got back home and was exhausted, but uplifted. I had left around 12:15pm, and returned home at 3pm.
2 years ago
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