Down Market st, past Alcatraz landing, fisherman's wharf. Up and over Golden Gate and through the hills of Sausalito. And back. Sun shine all the way, it doesn't get much better than that. The hills were so steep west of Golden Gate (as you can see) that hikers and "roadies" alike gave verbal encouragement to a runner disappearing up a long, steep grade. Only 12 miles to go now.
Beautiful scenery and good for the soul.
Taking full advantage of my lightweight Saucony jacket, I typically put ID and a credit card in the small zip pocket high right chest. I intend to quickly stop at 20 k for some electrolyte drink using the credit card for freedom. I was so pumped on this 38 k effort I didn't bother. 2:35 with no fluid may have been counter productive but I was soaring in paradise!
Over
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