The running partner/neighbor who used to live across the street from me and motivate me to drag my ass around Central Park has moved back to California. I'd say boo but he has a much sicker set up out there. Kudos to you bud.
We made plans to run some trail in Marin on the Saturday after my work obligations ended.
|Check out that awesome color-coordination.|
I was effing starving so I went to Mel's Drive-In to house a meat lover's breakfast.
My former running partner and his buddy showed up and picked me up. We drove out to Marin.
|parking lot for the trail|
|entrance to the trail|
|in a tree!|
|look at that view|
I'm entertaining running the Dipsea Race one day. I almost fell during this short portion so I'm not sure how wise that idea is.
The run was awesome. It was beautiful and mostly downhill. I felt so free just throwing myself into the run and enjoying the fresh air and the woods, and the promise of the ocean in a few short miles.
We met back up with our buddy who was meeting us with the car at the other side. Then we drove to the Pelican Inn to drink wine and eat cheese.
|all runs end at the bar|