Travel Thoughts – San Francisco

I love San Francisco. Especially when it’s 45 degrees warmer than the Ville.
the BART is SOOOO much better than most subways in big cities. It’s warm, the seats are big, and it’s rarely packed.
That could have something to do with the fact that I’m on it at either midnight or 6 a.m. each time… but that’s neither here nor there.
TRX. 3 days, 8 or 9 hours each each day, I’m going to be sore.
I’ll also be a better presenter/trainer/person come Monday.
Come Monday, it’ll be alright, come Monday, I’ll be holding you tight…
I frickin’ love these other instructors. We’ve got a good crew here. They’re all SO much better presenters than me.
Task: Present to all these other presenters that have WAY more experience than me? Sure, no pressure.
I wish I would have paid more attention in my public speaking class in college. Maybe this wouldn’t feel so daunting.
Todd Durkin is speaking at our dinner tonight. Yesssss.
Don’t know Todd Durkin? Well, he’s trained a lot of people, including the past two Super Bowl MVPs. He’s pretty awesome. And motivating.
My list of books to read has just increased by 5.
Yep, definitely sore.
Team building Flag Football? Sure!
I’ve never seen an entire football game in my life. Or been to one. This should be fun.
“Ami! BLITZ!!!”
“Nick, OK! What does that MEAN?!!!!!!”
I’ll just run back and forth and look busy. Thank you, Fitness Anywhere for bringing kegs.
Day 3. Exhausted. Time change is kickin’ my ass.
Final day presenting challenge: Speak for 10 minutes on your life passion. Go.
This is gonna get heavy.
Tears, group hugs, we are now closer. And we’ve all got issues.
Why the F did I book a 7am flight? The BART doesn’t even run until 6am. Super Shuttle it is… for $17. And a pick up time at 4:55 a.m. Awesome.
YAWN. Super Shuttle 20 minutes late. I could have slept 20 more minutes. grrr.
Valentine’s Day = Free ‘adult’ beverage on Southwest Airlines. Yes please.
Oh I remember why I made my flight so early… I’ll get to spend a few hours with Conrad tonight for once. Yessss. Happy V-Day, peeps.
Pilots, do a good job.