Changes

Today signifies the first day that I am back on track to get hot again. Eating shitty food, as much as I want, whenever I want is nice and all. But, nobody is going to want to train with someone who doesn't look like they know what they are doing. So, I am going to push forward, hardcore. I will not stop my diet/exercise routine until I have a six-pack. It is going to be kind of extreme...but I am not necessarily someone who backs down very easily. It is going to take a lot of pushing and mental strength. I am not worried. I got this.

Also, after reading a friend's blog who moved to New York the same week I moved to LA I had a realization that I really haven't done anything in Los Angeles. I have spent a lot of time in the same places: Valencia, Burbank, West Hollywood, Beverly Hills. I am in love with the ocean and I cannot even remember the last time that I went to the beach. That was one of the positives of working for myself...the fact that I could work from literally anywhere. I find myself sitting in a dark apartment working alongside Julian. I want to see and explore. There is a lot of culture here in Los Angeles. I need to experience it. I don't want to order Chinese from a block away...I want to go to china town. I want to eat exotic foods in diverse neighborhoods. I swear...I've pretty much only encountered white people thus far. I need to run down shitty streets at night. I need to have random conversations with strangers. I need to talk to homeless people. Life is all about the experience and somehow this got lost in translation.

I pray to whomever is running this show that I get my money back from wamu. I need to buy a bike. I think that you experience the world in a completely different way while your own power moves you though the streets. You get to experience the world from a first person standpoint. There is no further separation from what is actually going on. Getting back on those two wheels is going to be intense here. Especially, given the sheer amount of traffic and shitty driving, in conjunction with hills and my current lack of cardiovascular endurance. Whatever. It will be hard at first, it always is. I just have to push through and the love I used to have with my man-powered machine will fill my heart and soul again. God, I miss the wind blowing my bandanna-ed up pony tail. Maybe I'll even get a basket for the dog...

Its a new month. This past September was the worst yet. But, its all up from here. Its fall--A season of change. I welcome whatever the cool breezes will bring. Hopefully new clients, new opportunities and travel. Its been over a year since I have had a legit vacation. That is entirely too long.

Oh, and I am thinking an excellent way to network is voulenteering. People that volunteers usually have some cash. So, if I become friends with them I bet that I can gain a lot of clients that way. Ill keep you posted.

With Love...

xo