[The kickoff post’s here; dark red lines mark the streets I’ve walked so far]
If Santa Monica seems to you a crunchy city — well then the hippies living on Palisades Ave. must’ve invested in Whole Foods way back when cuz their houses are huge now.
This short, 2-block street has gigantic houses and even its own park — aka a glorified roundabout. Goose Egg park, it’s called, on account of the shape, I presume. Happy dogs were prancing on it with their happy owners when I walked by –
Georgina’s a residential street I used to run down all the time with my marathon training buddies way back when. We’d start at the Senior Center on Ocean and Broadway, run up Ocean, then turn onto Georgina, going through its breaks and bends before popping up to San Vincente on 26th.
Theoretically, I know that I must’ve gotten up at like 4:30 am some days to make it to these long runs that started a little after 5 am. Where that driven, punctual girl went since, I have no idea.
My past selves are like distant strangers I never got to know very well.
As you get farther west, Georgina’s trees get taller, making it a nice, shady road for runners. When I hit 26th yesterday, I realized I was right in front of my shrink’s office.
Which made me think maybe I shoulda saved this run until today, when I actually have an appointment –
Update, 6/3/07: La Mesa is here.
May 31st, 2007 at 12:43 pm
“My past selves are like distant strangers I never got to know very well.”
That’s a bit of beautiful prose there.
May 31st, 2007 at 10:56 pm
Thanks don :)
June 1st, 2007 at 5:32 pm
I may rip you off at some point in my writing (although I’ll likely change the phrasing, I like the idea as much as the language).