No rest for the weary.

I woke up in a hotel in Oakland sandwiched between the waterfront and the 880 at 4am. Too early to run - still dark out. Nothing good to do but start working. When the sun came up I ran along Oakland's Embarcadero waterfront, and in a few blocks it turned away from the 880 and it was damp and cool and lined with marinas and quiet. Not a bad time.

I was awake way too long yesterday, though. 4:30am Central wake-up time for the flight, working a normal day on Pacific time. Yarg.

Have I mentioned that Half Acre's CX race is this weekend? You should come.