I ran across the Golden Gate Bridge this morning. It was cold and foggy and my tank top was already damp with sweat, but I let my internal body heat do its work.

Near the entrance, a kid with huge eyes stopped me and asked if I could take his picture. He broke my rhythm and my face told no lies and so he said that he would have asked someone else but I was ‘the only one running.’ I obliged.

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