Snow in San Francisco!

When I heard late in the week that there was a "likely" chance snow would come to San Francisco, I did my best sleuthing to figure out when exactly said snow was going to happen. Granted, I've already had nearly 30 years of winters filled with way too much snow, but the thought that snow would hit us at sea level was exciting.

The hours between 4a.m. and 6a.m. were looking like peak hours for flurries. I ate my breakfast and headed out on my long run somewhere around 5:30 hoping to catch a glimpse. This is what I saw.

My street was not only covered in snow, it was being threatened by some daunting storm clouds.

Heading up Lincoln Blvd. to the Golden Gate Bridge -- stopping to pack some snowballs along the way.

The sun peeking its way through the monstrous snowstorm.

The Bridge was so covered, I wished I had brought my Yax Tracks.

Sutro Tower barely holding its own against the storm. (Okay, so maybe something did come from those clouds, but I'm not convinced it happened here.)

Seriously though, the closest thing to snow was the frost on my hat after my run. 33-degree temperatures + a little sweat will do that, and, snow or no snow, I actually enjoyed bundling up and running in the cold early this morning.

Here's hoping the rest of you are staying safe in this unusual weather!