I crossed the start line at 6:25am on Sunday morning in drippy, soggy San Francisco.  The night before the race I felt a bit defeated and overwelmed. I didn’t think my training was adequate, I didn’t feel 100%… and knew that I had to extend myself some grace as I mentally prepared for the race.  So, as I started my watch as crossed the start line, I just decided to do what i could.

The race was beautiful, and i had a fantastic running partner, whose mental tenacity helped pull me though.  We ran along the embarcadero, through fort mason and the presidio, across the golden gate bridge, through golden gate park, up haight street, and back to the embarcadeo.  It was a storybook.

Rounding my last three miles, was filled with IMMENSE energy, and pushed out the last three miles with gusto and a smile on my face. 

It was glorious and amazing and sooooooo fun.  Planning on it next summer. will you be there?