Two mornings in San Francisco, and I've run both mornings. Only three miles each, but still a victory, right?
Actually I'm usually pretty good about working out when I'm out of town, but I'm still proud of myself.
Full day of sessions and then hanging out until the red-eye. And what a cruel joke: a red-eye and a layover. Oh well. Home tomorrow morning if all goes well. Hope that weather in Colorado doesn't affect me!