Fog covering the bay
Summer in the City has been foggy and cold.
We San Franciscans know how to appreciate and celebrate a break of sunlight, a blue sky, a street festival, picnic, free concert, or a drink on any given weeknight.
In between the trainings, classes, and planning sessions that fill up my days, I have found an escape in taking my bike down to the explore this beautiful City or the lands across the Golden Gate Bridge. Short or long, these rides provide therapy for my thoughts and anxieties. Questions, doubts, and fears fade away when I stare at the steep road ahead of me. All I know is the pain in my legs, the sweat on my brow, the size of my lungs, and the grip on my handlebars. I also get to admire the landscapes and find beauty in the unexpected as I roll through places like the Headlands or the view of the City from Twin Peaks.
In these moments, I don’t mind the fog. I accept the wind. I savor the drizzle. When I am home again, I know that life is no different.