Creative Writing

My feet move one in front of the other up the steep hill while the sun beats down on my back, I tell myself that the view is worth it. I tilt my head up, my dad is off the path rubbing his fingers together, as if he is creating a little fire. He walks over to me and drops little white flowers that crumble to the touch. 

I wish there was a reason

Missing Altadena

The feeling is pasted within me.

My biggest fear when I first started college was not dancing. I realized towards the end of my senior year of high school this beautiful gift of movement was handed to me each and every day. I never thought twice about paying for a dance class or worrying if I had the time to fit one into my schedule. Both were a given.

June is the worst month in San Diego

If you are reading this blog-I assume you follow my cooking account (if you don’t you should follow). And if you follow my cooking account, you know how much I love protein, there are a few reasons why. 

When I was 10 years old on a June Lake trip with my family we chose to do a 3 mile round trip hike. The reviews described it as “moderately difficult” and “slightly” uphill. We are an outdoorsy family, enjoy a challenge, and are always down for a good hike, especially in June Lake… and bonus points because this one supposedly ended with a swim. So we packed the snacks and water, got the dogs leashed up, and threw our swimsuits on beneath our clothes. Let the journey begin. 

This post is mainly dedicated to one of my closest friends: Zooey Le-Baker, who I have known and has been my best friend since kindergarten. I love you. 

I don’t remember a time where movement wasn’t a part of my everyday life, as soon as I popped out of the womb I was attached to my mom at the hip as she went on her walks and runs with her girlfriends. At the age of three I was working out with her as she trained her clients at the Rose Bowl. As I grew I hopped from sport to sport: dance, lacrosse, tennis, gymnastics, and eventually back to dance. As I moved into college I began to discover other activities like rock climbing, surfing,  open gym etc. And whether I am moving my body through weight training, pilates, yoga, one of these activities, or a leisurely walk, I have concluded that in order for me to remain sane-I must move every day. Somehow, someway.