My runs this weekend made up for every run I’ve missed over the last two months. No more complaining – as usual, Marin County has cured me of all of my woes.
This is what I saw at the beginning of the run:
And this is what I saw at the end of the run:
And this is what I saw through all the miles in between (for which I have no photos because I was busy running): giant wild turkeys, wetlands and meadows and vast ocean views, moss covered bridges over fern filled streams, squat rolling hills the color of sage and caramel (which I believe is an ice cream flavor at the Fairfax Farmers market), and (though I know this isn’t keeping with the Bay Area theme) earbuds pounding Fugazi to keep me on pace through those long, slow inclines.
Could there possibly be a more satisfying place to retire a pair of running shoes?