TAM Blog

My knees just aren't what they used to be.  But, I'm not ready to throw in the running towel just yet.  So after a bit of a hiatus due to injury, I took back the streets in the wee morning hours.  And, boy was I ready! 

I didn't tread lightly, I left home with some hills on the mind.  Soaking in the quiet of the pre-sun hour I made my way up Broadmoor to the Alameda.  It was dark yet serene.  As I took it all in, I was hit with all the reasons why we love living in San Anselmo and couldn't imagine being anywhere else.

Holstein was a slight climb and I wanted to get another glimpse of a home on the street that just came on the market...It is set on almost 3/4 of an acre and truly a great place to entertain.  I made a note to keep this one in mind as I made my way back down and continued on the Alameda climbing on Oakcrest. A deer crossed my path and as much as I wished I was thinking about the beauty of the creature I wondered who's garden they had gotten into before dawn.

My legs and knee begin to feel the pavement and I realized I needed to cut it a bit short just to ensure I didn't repeat the injury.  I entered my home suprised by the silence...my little ones and my husband had yet to rise and I gratefully put on the water for coffee and began my day.