By the Beautiful Bay
Some ducks cruising along at Don Edwards--these quackers don't waddle! Not much going on for me since my last post, and that's good news. I pulled a muscle in my back while working out at the gym, but it didn't hurt while I ran--and now it's mostly healed anyway. Piriformis, glute medius, IT band, hip flexor--feh, they don't scare me (much). Me, by the Bay. About the Bay! This morning I headed out with a bunch (a flock? a gaggle?) of LMJS ducks. Thanks to a recommendation from Barb M., we met up at the Don Edwards San Francisco Bay National Wildlife Refuge . When I left Berkeley around 7 a.m. it was foggy, windy, and about 50 degrees. If I weren't such a darned sunny person, I would have complained loudly. I met up with fellow duck Laury, who drove us down to Fremont. We were greeted by blue skies and gentle breezes, which suited this (sometimes) sunny person just fine. We logged 7.5 miles on the soft dirt trails and then went for breakfast. I'