Staying near to touristy Fishermans Warf so a short 2 blocks down hill to Hyde Street peer and then West along the coastal path/trail for some easy running. There's probably a whole lot of history along here (for america), with Fort Mason, Crissie Fields, Fort Point, but it was all lost on me.
However running with Alcatraz out on my right over the water and Golden Gate Bridge ahead made for iconic views to run to.
As expected I was not alone, with dozens and dozens of runners, walkers, people standing on one leg pretending to various oriental origami figures, some outrageous stretching routines going on. Fast runners, slow runners, speed walkers, slow walkers, some slow walkers walking faster then the slowest runner. Doggie walkers, a mum and dad combo with triplets in double and single buggy running at a fair clip, very tribe a nation represented, and 2 impossibly sculpted, bronzed and blonde boys running without sweating.
I ambled along up onto the bridge and half way along, I looked down which put the willies up me, it was a long way down to the sea and only a short fence between me and a tumble.
As usual at this time of year the top of the bridge was in cloud, but was still a jolly run. I might run across to Marin for a long run at the weekend (holidaying with teenagers affords acres of time before the day official starts).
I used the facilities of the Warming Hut, which is coincidentally where one of the local running clubs meet up, now that I think would be a fine name for club house for the harriers if we ever aspire to the same.
The verdict on returning is that we'll be hiring bikes for the day and retracing my steps before crossing the bridge and pootling around between coffee, ice cream, deli visits and finally beer and ferry back over the bay(if we can keep awake)
So today 12.5km at marathon pace ie just over an hour - easy runnin'
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