Imagine a city that has 42 hills and hidden staircases inviting you to walk, hike, bike and or run and discover it’s beauty, charm and diversity. This is the allure of San Francisco, a city that is a magical mystery, shrouded in fog one minute and then bathed in sunshine the next.
I spent much of my vacation walking the neighhorhoods, via the staircases that connect them. My legs ached with DOMS (delayed onset muscle soreness) from all of the uphill and downhill climbs. I admired the runners, walkers and cyclists who passed me by with an adept grace and ease. I loved watching the day unfold from a foggy start to a glorious sunny finish as I walked the sand of the Golden Gate Promenade.
I had no agenda on this vacation. Each day I awoke to explore and take in every aspect of the city on foot. One day I ran uphill and then downhill and around Stow Lake in Golden Gate Park, my legs screaming to me – “You’ll pay for this tomorrow!!!” I did indeed feel the DOMS, a San Francisco type of DOMS, which was well worth it, all because its Hills are Alive bursting with energy!