Fast and furious business trip this week to San Francisco.
The trip was planned long before Gorby was diagnosed with cancer. I feel a little guilty for leaving, but work is work, and Gorby is doing remarkably well. And, I've got some ACE cat sitters taking care of the house and the critters.
THANK YOU GINNA AND SABRINA!
One really nice thing is that Hubby had to be here too for work so, although we traveled separately and arrived and will depart on different days, we do get to hang out a bit here.
My training plan is "suffering" a bit here, as I don't have a bike here. (Yes, I know I could rent one, but....)
My coach, Greg, did write out my training plan to accommodate my travels: yesterday called for hill work.
I did a nice warm up going from the hotel down to the Ferry Building, over past Fisherman's Wharf to the beach where other triathletes do their open water swims.
I continued past the beach and went out on the breakwater. Turned around and started hill repeats at the entrance of Fort Mason.
The entrance is open to pedestrians and bikers only, so I didn't have to worry about anyone trying to recreate the "Karl-Malden-Michael-Douglas ARE the Streets of San Francisco" thing.
WOW. Talk about a hill for repeats! Zowie!
Up and down; up and down; upanddown; upanddown; updown. You get the drill.
After my run, Hubby and I went Circa for dinner. The head chef is one of the folks that was on Top Chef - Chicago last season. Food was very good (salmon and brown rice for me; sea bass and garlic mashed potatoes for Hubby). We split a slice of really SUPER DELICIOUS key lime cheesecake for dessert.
Hubby is on his way back home now; I leave at the crack of dawn tomorrow.
I have a swim workout planned for later today. No, not in the bay (call me "Weenie"), but a nice pool at a health club near the hotel.