"Art is a kind of illness." — Giacomo Puccini

Running, running, running…


I’ve discovered that when I run, my mind and body tune into each other and everything in my life becomes clear. Recently, I’ve been doing long runs a few weekends each month. I run a little over 13 miles, from the Ferry Building in San Francisco to the Golden Gate Bridge and back. It is certainly one of the most beautiful runs in the world.

The proximity of natural and man-made wonders, the contrasts between the City and Presidio National Park, all the wonderful scents of seafood and sourdough going through Fisherman’s Wharf and the salty taste of sweat and sea air beading up on my face as I run all combine with an intense feeling of connection with everything around me leading to an overwhelming sense of serenity.

My life is truly blessed.

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