Ayup...my nose hurts. So does my left arm, which is twice as sunburned as my right, probably because I sat on the terrace of the Cheesecake Factory in San Francisco, and half of me was in the sun while the rest was in the shade.
Another training walk, you ask?
Nope. But we did walk a lot; by the time I got home I had 7 miles on my Fitbit. But walking was not the reason for going to SF yesterday. The reason?
|My favorite picture of the day|
We had an awesome time walking around the Pier and up to Ghiradelli Square, and of course had to hop on a cable car, because what's a trip to SF without taking a cable car?
|Doods! I get to ride!|
I have yet to see someone in SF whose crotch I want in my face.
My 2nd favorite picture from the day, in spite of me looking like a giant grape:
|Youngest, second oldest, oldest. Heh.|
But man, I wish I had remembered the sunscreen...