Its fitting that my 100th run since starting this blog was what passes for a mellow four miles up my favorite hill in San Francisco.
There wasn't a single thing notable about the run, save the brilliant blue sky and the most underviewed amazing view in the city. I jogged the whole way, even easing up Alabama and fighting the urge to try and pick up a CR that some day I'll get.
With a schmoozefest tonight and Gary Danko tomorrow, I figured this would be my last run before the race on Saturday. I took it easy and just enjoyed the ride.