it was lovely to spend some time wandering North Beach and Fisherman's Wharf with Shir! (And Tom, and Jessica, and megan) OTOH I forgot my sunscreen this morning.
I got home about 3:30 and crashed hard for over an hour. Bah. My knees are fine but I wish I had worn a hat. And I am still full.
Shir and I wound up walking back to her hotel from Fishermans Wharf along Lombard St (after the Maritime Museum we walked to a Cafe for a bite and a rest and I said hey, have you seen the famous bit of Lombard St that's got all the curves and Shir hadn't and it was only two blocks away so we went and took obligatory tourist pics and by then her hotel was only another few blocks and by the time we got there MY hotel was only another mile, so...)
Connie and Sylvie were most excellent tour guides! Thank you both!
My Fitbit is extremely pleased with me! My knees, less so!
My sister in steps but also pain.
I did 20,000 steps on Friday and again today, and I’m stiff as hell.
SF is non-Euclidean geometry
Tom, I did about that on Friday, too, and yeah. Stiff doesn't begin to cover it. I did less yesterday, but still a bunch. Today's the first day I haven't beaten my move goal by mid-afternoon.
SF is non-Euclidean geometry
Hear hear. About to engage in some yoga stretches to assist some of these muscles.
Friends, I'm so very greatful for the opportunity to be able to see so many of you - circumstances awful as they are. I am sure that some language, somewhere, has a term to the feeling that is meeting F2F for the first time ~30 people you've been exchanging pixels with for the past 17 years. I have no other words but 'love' and 'awe'. I am thankful for knowing you and being a part of this place.
Thank you to everyone who invited me to their place, showed me around, fed me (and remembered to ask if everything is vegetarian and not spicy), talked and laughed and teared with me. I love y'all. You're all invited to Jerusalem when we're less of a dumpster fire, I will happily return the favor.
It was funny seeing people on the livestream, people I haven't seen in person for years, and thinking...yes, they still look like who they are.
I saw Jess three weeks ago, but I didn’t recognize her at first because her hair was a different color.
I saw Jess three weeks ago, but I didn’t recognize her at first because her hair was a different color.
The universal Buffista experience. (Not necessarily just with Jess.)