Earning my munchies

San Francisco is just great - this afternoon I power walked up a hill and ate a Krispy Kreme donut at the same time. Sure, I'm stuffing my face with a pastry smothered in icing and sprinkles, but by the time I reach the top of the hill, it's like it never happened! We've been getting a fair bit of exercise but we've been matching those calories burned with some serious gorging on cheese, creamy sauces, drinks and ice cream. We biked from Fisherman's Wharf across the Golden Gate Bridge and into Sausalito for an indulgent lunch this afternoon. (Have you ever put pine nuts on pizza before? Because I highly recommend it.) The path on the bridge is pretty wide, but not when you stuff a hundred million tourists in there, half of them on bikes, half of them lacking the sense to NOT WALK IN FRONT OF THE BIKERS! Our bikes had bells and at one point Luc had to say to me, "OK...that's enough, no more bell, you don't have to ring your bell at EVERY SINGLE PEDESTRIAN!" But I did...and besides, I was bored with ringing my bell at the seagulls.

After returning our bikes, we walked back to our hotel...which, I might say, is more of a hike. Since we're staying at the top of Nob Hill, everywhere we want to go is significantly downhill, and of course, returning is more than a chore...it's a butt-burning, sweat-inducing, thigh-wobbling work out. I hadn't even thought to pack my running shoes for everyday use - I packed them like I do for all my trips because I always delude myself with ideas of working out in the hotel gym each morning. No matter the reason, I'm glad I've got them! Now if you'll excuse me, we just walked a few blocks to the store and back so I've got a bag of chips to eat.