we felt like the luckiest ones

We’ve been bouncing around this summer, making plans every weekend and counting down until the wedding. Now that it’s August, I can officially say that I’m getting married next month (!) and so we’re gearing up and winding down all at once.

This weekend we’re headed to Montana to see Sierra and Dan get married, and I cannot wait. SS was my freshman year roommate, and she’s been dealing with my crazy for 10 years now. Dan and I also met freshman year, and Dan and Sierra started dating early on, which was cool for me because we were all friends and it made my life easier.

In 2006, the spring of our sophomore year, I made Sierra go to the Kasteel Well with me, leaving Dan behind in Boston. Lucky for us, he wrote to both of us frequently to keep us company, and he came to visit us halfway through our stay. We were supposed to go to Berlin, but Dan’s flight was delayed so we end up going for the weekend to Rotterdam. I don’t really know why I had invited myself on this weekend trip with Sierra and her boyfriend who had come all the way across the ocean to see her, but it seemed reasonable at the time (plus, let’s be honest, Dan was half there to see yours truly.)

So we headed South to Rotterdam, and we got a last minute hostel, and we tried to figure out what there was to do in Rotterdam. Turned out, there wasn’t much. So, one of our days was spent visiting the Euromast and obviously making a snowman.

DSCF8223 DSCF8195 DSCF8184The photo above of us in a reflection is the only one of the three of us I have from that trip, but I’ll never forget how much fun we had, despite being poor, cold, off-plan, and probably hungry (and under caffeinated!)

A few years later in 2008, we traveled together for spring break, heading to Los Angeles to see Jeff and potentially see if I could live there (I decided I could.) Here’s another horribly bad-slash-amazing picture of the three of us. What are we doing?

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I am so excited to be celebrating these two nearly ten years after I read them the entire list of ingredients in my multivitamins, interrupting their first date and being the classic annoying freshman year roommate. Sierra and Dan are two of the bests, the reals, the forever-friends. Though we see each other only a couple times of year, if that, we don’t let that stand in the way of this truth: they are my family.

I can’t wait to watch you two get married this weekend – I am so lucky to have such a great two friends in this world who happen to also love each other. Let’s maybe try to get a better photo this weekend, yeah?

be each other’s light in the dark

Happy Thursday, you guys!

Tonight it’s raining in Los Angeles (thank the Rain Gods) so when I went for a run, I left my music and headphones at home, gave Jeff my intended course, and headed off to run a mile and a half, part of week two of my 5k training.

Turns out when I run without music Radio Lab, I run much faster. I shaved 1:40 off of my pace, and although I definitely could tell I was running faster, I didn’t realize it was THAT much faster. Like, PR for my mile faster. Which is exciting because this time around, doing yoga EVERY time I run, I am not fatigued every other day when I head out, and my legs aren’t getting tired like they were before, because they are stronger, and looser, and better.

So, dear rain, thank you for falling over me as I ran, keeping me cool, forcing my personal best out of me, focusing me on my pace and my breath and the air around me.

And thank you, yoga, for keeping my legs prepared to move my body.

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Namaste // Happy Friday // Happy Rain // Happy Life.

i want to be fearless in my creative self

Tonight I was supposed to start my 5k training leading to a 10K training leading to a 7 mile race in March. It was supposed to be a rest day, but then my week plans weren’t going to work with my training, so I made my first running day Monday.

I wasn’t feeling well today, and when the time came to run I just didn’t want to. But one of my coworkers also was having a bad day, and I told her to go to the gym, and that I would go running, and then it’d be Tuesday. So I had a snack. And then I changed, and I went for a run.

I like to listen to music as much as anyone else, but I find when I am running I like to listen to something that can last the whole run, like a podcast. I was fresh out of the Katniss Chronicles, and I somehow didn’t have a RadioLab fully downloaded (I know, that’s shocking) so I decided that I was going to listen to the rest of the Matt Nathanson Patcast.

It’s episode one of Pat Monahan’s show (of the band Train) and it’s basically Matt and Pat just chatting about their lives and careers, and it’s mind blowing because I love them both, and I didn’t know that they were friends, and they sing together on the podcast, and it’s marvelous.

At one point, Matt is talking about the creative process, and he is talking about how when he writes he just wants to be able to do whatever he wants, without judgement or criticism, because that hinders the process. And he says, eloquently, between MANY quotes including the beloved eff word (I kind of like that he swears as much as I seem to), “I want to be fearless in my creative self.”

That really resonated with me, while I was out there running, so much so that I listened to that section of the podcast twice. I feel that when I am cooking the kitchen. I feel that when I am writing for this blog, just for myself. I feel that running, when I want to run for fitness, not to get faster, or get better.

Because the getting better part, it comes. Whether you’re consciously pushing for it, or not, you become a better chef if you continue to persevere in the kitchen. You get better at communication if you write it down. You become a faster runner, and you build your endurance, if you run several times a week. If you think fearlessly, you can push past boundaries that society, or friends, or family, or even you, put on you.

You don’t need to constantly wonder if what you’re doing is getting better, or is better than someone else, or is different. You just have to be true to yourself. You have to be fearless. If you’re fearless, there’s no failure, because you’re being you, and your creativity is worth something, whether it’s on a guitar, in the kitchen, or on the page.

So here’s to running to run. And cooking to cook. And writing a maybe shitty song because you feel the harmony in your heart and you just need to get it out, lyrics be damned. Or maybe, writing your next hit, writing the recipe that’ll inspire a cookbook, or finally, finally running the fastest mile of your life.

Happy almost Tuesday, everyone.

i could live by the light in your eyes.

It’s Friday, folks, which means the weekend is nearly here. Soccer starts anew this weekend, and we’re also having one of my famous LA-family events (our yearly Christmas Tree bonfire) so I have a lot to look forward to.

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This is from circa 2011, or maybe 2010. Unclear, but one thing is clear: it is tons and tons of fun!

This week I have had a chance to run three miles, and I have done yoga four days in a row, which means I am not feeling super sore after running – definitely a plus if I am going to find my running stride, again, and enjoy running without having major injuries/setbacks.

I have also signed on to a seven mile run in mid-March, which has led to me finding a good training schedule that allows me to ease slowly back into my life without feeling overcommitted or underprepared for the race.

What kind of training schedules do you guys use for running? Do you listen to music, books on tape? I have been listening to The Katniss Chronicles, but I am on the last episode (oh no!) and now I am debating between catching up on RadioLab or coming up with some poppy mixes for 2014.

Happy Friday, you guys! Stay warm, lovelies!