We took 4 days weekend to dash to San Francisco/Bay area to just absorb, do nothing, enjoy. We are not city folks, and all the museum/art/food/music attractions are not, well, attracting (unless they come with no traffic, few people and absence of cars and noises). So, we spent about an hour meandering through Golden Gate park, and drove over Golden Gate bridge to the paradise...
|Dutch Windmill, where Larry and I saw a wedding back||in 2008 and began thinking about our own.|
|Did I mention I miss trees? Real sized trees??|
|Needs no caption.|
|No face. Proper saying in a few ways.|
|Victor of SFRC and Victory bags.|
|With Rick and Masha.|
In the last few years I was privileged to either watch my friends to go after their dreams and open small personal businesses, or meet folks who had done it and continue to grow. Not just change careers, not "self-employed at home as a contractor", but make something out of nothing, overcome, create, find a place, renovate, re-build, find people, make a business plan, grow, market...the small business thing. You have to understand, I came from the country where a job is, well, a job, provided for you, even if you have to get education, interview, fit in, perform...still, it has a boss, a flow that is known and has been there before you (and will be there after you leave), and you have sick days, vacations, and a paycheck that comes every so often. Every time I get close to small business people even for a short time, I am in awe, total admiration and inspired. Nothing seems to match dedication, hard work, professionalism and absolute believe they put into such step.
|Devon the Baker.|
|We ate way too much bread, but it was worth it.|
|Russian River enters the Pacific ocean. No, really!|
|Fort Ross (from the word "Rossia/Rus'"|
|Explaining Larry how to cook in this oven, and where to sleep.|
|Didn't they dig the best location??|
ALL PHOTOS, because I am aware people rarely click on links, but it's hard to pick, and it's a blog for writing, not for photography...or something like that. I actually don't even know what this blog is about. Because besides talking, and running, and visiting friends, I was also fully submerged into a book about being imperfect, shame, following real self...and it just all fit. I was going to share some, but even that feels as I would do it to please someone, to impress. I don't want to, not anymore. May be that's why my racing life had come to an end. I won't say I am not ever going to run a race, but it's just not a necessity for me anymore, not for me, and definitely not to do it because it's expected from me. This feels awesome...And we did make the drive to Mt Tam after all:)
|Views from Mt Tam|
Gary and Holly Gellin hosted us for the last night, in their awesome house location at the steps of Dipsea trail, and the conversations were fun, between house renovations to, yes, races, media, and a little bit of life.
|Holly and Gary|
And just like that, it was over. Sunday met us with pouring rain, so we cancelled our run to Muir Woods, but as we spent time with slow breakfast, the weather lifted some, so we still went there, but driving and then walking through the Red Woods. That was kind of a goodbye trip to the area, as great memories live on, and we are creating space for new memories, new places, new trails, and more people...