I was super jazzed to be running on the coastal trails today with my coworker from SF. The weather was just about perfect for a run - sunny, cool and slightly breezy. We parked the car near Crissy Field and started jogging. About 15 feet. And then, in front of me loomed I-swear-to-god 500 steps. Which apparently was the first of many. What I thought would be an easy jog on even trails became a treacherous hike up and down stairs, dodging fallen trees, rocks and avoiding divots that were just looking to twist your ankle. My lungs burned and I huffed and puffed upward while my coworker hopped up and down the stairs like a jack rabbit with seemingly endless energy.
I now know that this trail is called Batteries to Bluffs in the Presidio and hiked pretty regularly. But my legs are KILLING me and I can barely stand up. Who knew that I had to train to go see a Pacific Ocean view in San Francisco but I definitely should have.