Over the bridge to Sausalito....

When I travel for work, aside from work, my next priority is to try and find a pool, trail, sometimes even a bike, especially when training for Ironman. True to form, my most recent trip was no different. Admittedly, this run may have been one of the best runs I have ever had, both from a visual stimulation and speed perspectives.

I headed out of my hotel thru the heart of San Francisco, past the financial district and all the hustle and bustle of the daily grind. Next to the Embarcadero, on the eastern waterfront, which is the primary roadway of the Port of San Francisco. The name is derived from the Spanish word embarcar, meaning, place to embark. Past the Ferry Building, Pier 39, Fisherman's Wharf...Alcatraz Island, Fort Mason and Crissy Field...to the crowned jewel...some say one of the wonders of the (modern) world...one of the most revered man-made structures...The Golden Gate Bridge.

It did not disappoint. Partially obscured by clouds, if I ran across it I would get to run into the clouds. I stopped at the center of the bridge and spat over the railing...whoa that was a long way down! I only needed to run 13 miles, but that would have left me short of even reaching the bridge...Realistically, there was not a chance that I wasn't going to cross it. I knew before I left that was the plan... 17 miles out and back...epic, magnificent...I love San Francisco.