This weekend, we snuck off for a weekend away. We didn’t go far – just about an hour from home, but it felt like a world away. We headed over the Golden Gate Bridge to Marin County and the lovely little town of Mill Valley. We’ve been there several times but haven’t spent much time actually exploring. We rented a wonderful little studio via Airbnb, half way up Mount Tamalpais on Panoramic Highway and settled in for the weekend.
Saturday morning had the most beautiful sunrise.
First up, I got to go for my first ever solo trail run. I’m a chicken at heart and haven’t ever been brave enough to run trails alone in case of a) murderers, b) mountain lions c) getting lost d) twisted ankles. But today I braved it, and had the most incredible run. It was flipping hard, running (and hiking) up Mt Tam but I made it up to West Point Inn and then plunged down Matt Davis Trail. It was there that I had my only scary moment – deep in the forest on a lonely trail, some bird made a very creepy noise and my heart momentarily stopped. Luckily, a minute later, two nice hikers appeared and smiled at me and pointed me in the right direction, and I was fine after that. I got home absolutely buzzing and so very happy. 7.5 mountainous miles in the books and the ankle was solid!
Our poor, long-suffering child (he loves it, honestly) had only two requests for the weekend, both of which we were happy to meet.
The next morning, the Husband had planned his long Ironman Training bike ride, but we woke up to this:
Such a ride didn’t seem sensible, so we decided to do a family bike ride along the Mill Valley-Sausalito bike path. However it appeared my lovely bike had been bashed at some point (no idea!) because the back derailleur was completely smashed. So instead, we spent the morning at the fantastic Bicycle Odyssey in Sausalito, who fixed it quickly. Thanks guys.
We finally got riding, and cycled the bike path back to Mill Valley and found a Mexican for lunch. We sat outside in the sunshine drinking margaritas (well, I did anyway) and just felt like we were on holiday, it was perfect!
The Husband cycled back from Mill Valley to his office, to pick up his car, leaving me and the Dude to head home. It’s amazing how somewhere just 40 miles from home can feel so far away. We all feel so chilled and relaxed, like we’ve been away on a proper holiday. It was pretty much perfect!