I get the majority of my physical activity in by walking.
I know it doesn’t seem like walking is much of a workout, but it can be, depending on how you approach it. For instance, if you walk mostly flat streets in San Francisco, such as Van Ness Avenue or Market Street, it doesn’t require much physical exertion.
However, if you decide to tackle a mountain…
…then it absolutely can be a workout.
Last weekend I was feeling particularly glum. My normal instinct would be to hide inside of my apartment underneath the covers and never ever come out, but unfortunately, it was a work day. Boo. The only way I was able to make it through the day was to think of what I was going to do after quitting time. I had no special plans. No dinners. No movies. Just an intense need for a smoothie. So my plan was to walk over to the Chestnut St. Jamba Juice and get a heavenly smoothie right after work. It’s about a 30 minute walk to this Jamba location from my job, and sure, it would’ve been faster to get on a bus and get one elsewhere, but I just wanted to walk. The entire 30 minute commute was spent debating my order. One of the reduced calorie smoothies? Or an all-juice smoothie? Or should I go classic and get the “Aloha Pineapple” like I used to in high school?
The debate on which item to order….
…was completely in vain.
Seriously?! I was just at this location the week before! Argh!
With no Jamba Juice anywhere in the vicinity, I grabbed an iced tea lemonade at Starbucks and stood around. Now what?
I decided to walk home….the hard way.
(which if you hadn’t guessed, meant walking up that gigantic hill in the first picture)
I had only walked Steiner Street home from work once since I moved back in March of 2009. All I remember from that walk is me thinking to myself, “OMG. I am going to die. I am never going to do this again. Ever.” Truth be told, it wasn’t so bad this time. I find this incredibly peculiar, as I probably weigh about 20 pounds more now than I did when I last walked that hill. I think I’m less fit as well. Strange.
Anyway, when I hit Steiner and Broadway, I spotted a familiar sight:
Not familiar to you? Don’t worry. I took a pretty lopsided shot and it’s been nearly 20 years since you’ve had to think of this house.
It’s the Mrs. Doubtfire house.
After the thrill of seeing the Mrs. Doubtfire house, I knew that I didn’t want to take Steiner Street all of the way home. There was in fact another famous house that I was dying to see. A house that I had always meant to see, but had never found the time for. A house, also made famous 20 years ago.
You guessed it.
The “Full House” house.
Now most people screw up their expeditions to see the famous Victorian that the Tanners used to call home. They think that because the Tanners had a picnic at Alamo Square park in the opening credits of the show, that the Tanner’s house is one of the Painted Ladies (pictured above) adjacent to the park.
This, however, is not the case.
The full house Victorian is actually not on Steiner, but on Broderick. 1709 Broderick.
Unfortunately it was nearly dark by the time I had hoofed it to Broderick and Pine. I had to boost the ISO on my point and shoot pretty high, so the photo is quite grainy. Nevertheless, this is the “Full House” house.
My life is complete.
After snapping this shot, I walked the remaining 1.5 miles home. Due to my famous houses detour, the walk was substantially longer than my normal walk home, which is nearly 4 miles to begin with. Between that and the choice to hike up Steiner Street like some kind of mountain goat, I actually felt the burn….
…and a little sad that the 90s have passed.
Are there any highly recognizable buildings where you live?