One of the nice things about San Francisco (for me, anyway) is the wonderful smell of sickenly sweet, artificially fortified bread-like product wafting from the Wonder Bread factory in SoMa. I often get a whiff on the way to work or the gym. Alas. No more…
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wow – i drive by & love the smell, too.. do you work out at that 24hr fitness? I do!
I do work out at that 24hr fitness, yes. When I’m at the gym, heh. Lately, mostly I’ve been running and biking outside, but my on-my-own swims are done there… It’s an ok gym, I guess. Work kicks in for it, so I can’t really complain!