Friday morning I rolled out of bed, jumped on the scale, and just about died. Bad idea. Christmas was not kind to my hips. So I laced up my running shoes, loaded my iPhone with some new tunes, and hit the streets for a morning jog. While running through the Lantern District I couldn't help but snap a few pics of the harbor and this gorgeous place I call home. People must've thought I was a tourist, whipping out my camera phone as I enjoyed the scenery. I didn't really care. Just counting my blessings and naming them one by one.