Monthly Archives: July 2012

–       I need good people to consistently swim, bike, and run with me to get me in the shape I want to be in. This is not something I can do on my own. I need the support of a group if I want to see results.

–       I really love open water swimming.

–       I feel most at home in triathlon.

–       Fresh bread is a must. So are a basket of fresh fruits and organic veggies.

–      Reading in the sunshine while drinking a tall glass of cold lemonade is the best way to spend a summer afternoon.

–       The physical act of writing brings me joy.

–       Paper nerd: really cute stationary will always make my heart swell.

–       Spending hours perusing a book store will never get old.

–       I’m scared to pursue writing because: it makes me vulnerable when others read what I have to say, it’s not a sure/conventional career path.

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A blue-skied afternoon in the California sun enjoying a variety of fresh-picked, locally-farmed fruits and vegetables…indeed, life is good.


Left brain: I am the left brain. I am a scientist. A mathematician. I love the familiar. I categorize. I am accurate. Linear. Analytical. Strategic. I am practical. Always in control. A master of words and language. Realistic. I calculate equations and play with numbers. I am order. I am logic. I know exactly who I am.
Right brain: I am the right brain. I am creativity. A free spirit. I am passion. Yearning. Sensuality. I am the sound of roaring laughter. I am taste. The feeling of sand beneath bare feat. I am movement. Vivid colors. I am the urge to paint on an empty canvas. I am boundless imagination. Art. Poetry. I sense. I feel. I am everything I wanted to be.

As I was working through some calculus problems and towards my dream of physics graduate school, my right brain rebelled. I became captivated by writing and painting and photographing and creating beauty. And now I am torn: What do I pursue?


On the Seal Beach Pier

I watched the 3-mile rough water swim race at Seal Beach yesterday with this seagull.

I spent a few hours wandering around the beach, up and down the pier, and wondering what is it that draws me back to this particular beach? Sure, it’s a cute, quaint beach town…but I realized: I’ve fallen in love here, time after time. It started with Junior Guards in my pre-teen years, when I was humbled by the greatness of the ocean and learned to enjoy – and not fear – it’s powerful waves. I played beach volleyball tournaments, learned to surf, and ate local favorites Nick’s breakfast burritos and El Burrito Jr’s “surfers special.” I had the best summer of my life there post-high school/pre-college. It was the place that reminded me of who I was and who I wanted to be when came back from college.

And now, I’ve learned that Seal Beach is a place where my heart speaks to me. I’m drawn there to listen and to learn – because it still has more to teach me.