Bert and I are developing a habit that is both super fun and a threat to my ability to fit into my jeans.
We’re walking to bakeries and coffeehouses.
Take, for example, the scrumptious chocolate croissant we picked up this morning on our ramble through the Mission District of SF.
Tartine Bakery has quite the following these days and I count myself exceedingly lucky to live in walking distance. And the croissant? Amazing. YUM.
Noe Valley Bakery is too close to my house to count as any sort of training. That doesn’t stop me from partaking in their Blueberry Almond Scones. I’m partial to scones with a decent amount of crunch and these fit the bill.
I used to have to walk to either Cole Valley or the Fillmore district to satisfy my craving for a chocolate hazelnut croissant. Then La Boulange moved into Noe Valley and now I’m cursed. I know, you feel my pain. Right?
Speaking of pain, my hamstrings have recovered and now I’m nursing a slightly sore knee from my run the other night.
Thanks to you guys I’m cutting myself a break and listening to my body. Run when I can – when my power is there (thanks Meg!) – and walk the rest of the time.
A shout out to my girl Clairnation who is doing the Kaiser Half this weekend. Fingers crossed we get some sun but she’ll rock it either way. Go Clair!