Saturday, March 23, 2013
When I started uphill, the fog still covered the way ahead. But not for long. The city is lovely and a bit magical this spring day.
The air is clear all the way to Mount Tamalpais, even though the Golden Gate is still fogged in.
I could hardly be surprised that these runners whizzed by me. I was "running" but I am no longer in their league.
Yes, I know, I publish a post much like this every spring. But how could I cease to be amazed by the proximity of this barren summit to the city? On weekdays, I sometimes see no one else on the 3.1 mile circuit.