A Short Run and a Trip to the Beach: A Pictorial

Look at that tree…  I mean, would you even guess that I took this running in L.A.??? 

This morning’s run was gorgeous.  The sun was out, it was 70 degrees, and I got to tackle a hill with drinking fountains on the way up, and a surprise at the top:

The view overlooking the valley.
Gorgeous trees with vibrant, purple blossoms are everywhere down here: The Jacaranda.

I even found roses lining the sidewalks of homes in the area.  And their scent was so sweet!  Just like the roses at home.

After our morning workout, we went to breakfast and had some delicious eggs and bacon and headed to visit a good friend in Santa Monica.  On our drive in, there were some pretty amazing murals on the walls beside the road:


The beach was full of people: using the bike path, catching some rays in the sand, and surfing in the waves.  The wind was blowing, and kites were flying.  With a smile on my face, I decided to go stick my toes in the ocean:

Beach day

This has been such a wonderful trip – spending time with Brandi is always good and getting to see her and just hang out like we did so many years ago is really … indescribably healing and relaxing.  She is my best friend, and I am so grateful to have the opportunity to share in each other’s lives despite distance between us and the different paths we have taken.  Friendship like this is hard to find.

Brandi: best friend since third grade.

Do you have a friend you keep in touch with from your early childhood? 

Does it still feel like it did all those years ago – free, easy, and always accepting?

Happy Tuesday, and Happy Running (and Reminiscing!),

Day Three: L.A. and My Best Friend

City of L.A.

Today, travel took me farther West, and a little bit North to Los Angeles, the ‘city of angels’ or at the very least, the home of my very best friend for all time, Brandi.  I met Brandi in third grade, and we have been really great friends ever since.  Over the last fourteen years, we have spent less time together: we went to different colleges, she travelled to Burkina Faso for two years with the Peace Corps, and then moved to L.A. while I stayed in Portland.  Despite the distance, regardless of the infrequency of our communication, we remain very close, never skipping a beat when we do have the opportunity to spend time together.

We had a delicious brunch, I met another of Brandi’s very good friends (also a member of the bridal party in her upcoming wedding), and then we headed back to her place for a little recovery and nap before heading to dinner with her aunt and cousin before going to watch Porgy and Bess at the Ahmanson Theater.  We had just enough time to go for a quick walk in a nearby park where the lilies were blooming before going to dinner, and they are so beautiful.

The singing was fantastic!  I laughed, I cried, it was touching and so wonderful to see a stage show for the first time in years.  I now commit myself to attending more events (plays, opera, theater) because they bring me so much joy!!!  Thank you Brandi, for taking me to a show!  Attending the theater is  delicious reminder that singing and theater are still very dear o my heart.  Not only do I want to watch others perform these beautiful feats of song, dance, and acting, I want tot participate!

So here’s my declaration: I will learn three songs to have at th ready for auditions, and go put my best foot forward when I see an opening, … and just see what happens.  Without worry of whatever fears or worry my mind may have about getting “out there”.  Taking this chance is worth a little stress.

Choose to live your life through joy – whatever that means for you.

What are you afraid to step up and do?