spring is a yummy time in sf except for my outrageous alleregies. it’s been excessive this year but i am doing the drug thing to compensate for my lack of tolerance. anyway, i finally got around to document my favorite simple work out route of going up to twin peaks and going through the pan handle back into the hood. the strength in my legs are coming back but endurance is entirely another matter.
_mid way up on portola street
_yet another self portait
_the not so famous tower
_making love to bikey