Saturday morning I got a late start. We made a list of the things that needed to be accomplished and it was lengthy. Surprisingly, none of it was really touristy in nature.
We started out and walked to the San Francisco Marathon Expo on Embarcadero. I needed to pick up my shirt and packet for the following days race. My friends weren’t to big on going through all the booths buy they warmed up to it once they started getting free stuff.
After a BOA ATM stop (someone was very determined to find an ATM) we hunted for food. There was some drama because all of us were hungry… And we walked forever because the person who was suppose to know where we were going was really just leading us aimlessly. I’m not going to name names.
We eventually ended up at Chevvys Mexican… Which is terrible because 1) there were pigeons walking around inside and 2) it’s Chevys and they are everywhere. To make this be better… Super huge margaritas were ordered.
After a delicious lunch (any lunch is delicious after having a margarita that big) we took a cab and did some clothes shopping. It wasn’t my normal choice for clothes shopping but I ended up with 2 shirts. We stopped at a bar for some more drinks and then returned to the hotel with an unfriendly cab driver. Most the cab drivers are u friendly in SF… Cabs are not very abundant so I guess they can get away with it.
After hitting the hotel gym for a pretty intense workout I was due for a nap.
I woke up at 10PM with some text messages about going out. Despite having to wake up at 5AM, I joined my friend down stairs in a cab and headed out. I know, I’m an idiot.
I’ll spare the details of the debauchery that ensued… It was a blast. At 1:30AM I had the sense to head out and my drunk friend followed. I’m sure we offended the cab driver several times.
Fast forward 3 hours… The alarm goes off and I feel like complete shit. I couldn’t help but not the overwhelming nasty smell of booze coming from my mouth.
My friend was also up… He had a 7am flight to catch and was walking around the room bitching and packing. I think he was trying to convince me his situation was worse than mine. It was a hard sell… I was about to run a long distance race with a remaining subtle buzz from the night before.
I ran the race and met tons of cool people along the way. Running across the Golden Gate Bridge is almost surreal… Definetely one of the coolest things I’ve ever done. I finished and had lunch with some of the people I met a long the way. Later in the day I had dinner and drinks with an old friend from UF.
Right now I’m sitting in First Class on the plane to Memphis. I was 2 for 2 on upgrades this trip… Not too shabby. I am flying to Norfolk today for a 3 day work week and then Tampa Thursday night. It will be a short weekend home… Heading to Chicago Sunday or Monday.




