San Francisco is not a city conducive for nice, easy runs. At least not the southern part. Plenty of jogging happens over in the Marina, where eye candy is bountiful and the way is flat.
But over here, its just not that easy to find a flat run save fighting through the Mission crowds.
Luchi and I climbed Bernal Hill, my first time back since moving. And I remembered why I enjoyed running up there so much. Stunning views, quiet streets and friendly people. We looped twice and wove back through east Bernal, the hidden 'hood nestled against a hillside perched above 101.
Good to be back home, if even for a couple loops.