It's getting to be that time of year when Stefan and I push off the dock in near darkness. Combine the early hour with a crew whose collective exhaustion registers somewhere between extreme jet lag and a hazy got-too-much-to-do mind fog, and you might wonder why we were even out there this morning.
We were wondering ourselves, but as we were rowing out into the bay the sky treated us to a Technicolor light show—reds, pinks, oranges illuminating the deep inky blue of pre-dawn water.
Of course I called a halt to record it for you. And, of course, when we started up again we pushed it, not only for the sheer pleasure of rowing hard, but also to catch the amazing light on our favorite supermodel (AKA the Golden Gate Bridge).
Seals popped their heads above water to watch us glide by and fishing boats soaked us with their wakes. We rounded the rocks at Cavallo Point and then we saw it—the Golden Gate Bridge, looking pretty much as it does most days. No great light. Just the usual icon. Meh.
But we weren't disappointed. We'd caught the early bird light show, seen some seals and were graced with the presence of a porpoise or two.
The moral of the story? No matter how tired you are, get out there. Even if your row, walk or run only offers up mere seconds of beauty—grab them. Blink and it's gone. And to miss it would be a shame because as I have experienced time and again, those few moments can fuel your whole day.