Whenever
I contemplate downsizing by selling my big old home in San Francisco, I stop short when I think about
the fabulous walks I can take right in my neighborhood. Golden Gate Park is just a few blocks away,
the lovely trails on Sutro mountain cut through the forest right behind me, and the well-kept
neighborhoods of Buena Vista and Cole Valley lie just down the hill. But easiest of all is Kezar Stadium, almost within spitting distance. I enjoy lacing up my threadbare sneakers on sunny late-afternoon and slipping down to the track or the oval above the bleachers for a few spins. If I'm lucky, the local middle and high schools are there too to train or to compete, and I find myself tapping into their motivation.
Today, Kezar held the San Francisco Unified School
District middle school track and field qualifying events. Parents, kids, and teachers were out in full
force cheering on their teams. Each
time the relay gun went off, I paused to cheer, too. It was a riot of shapes and sizes, ethnicities, languages, and colorful jerseys. A perfectly beautiful San Francisco spring day and a celebration of the students who are willing to go for it.
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