Reading more. Talking less. Juice in between. Life scenes.
Ate and drank ridiculously crazy yesterday. Me and the Easter bunny. Running buddies fo’ life. Another groovy Sunday for the books.
Lunch was a quart of apple, kiwi, banana and kale and a new book I picked up yesterday. Felt good to sit in the sun and read. Casually sippin’ on all things green.
I’ve never been big on wearing shorts. Wore them as a kid. Mostly while playing basketball. Not sure when my affinity waned for the half pant look. Decided this summer to wear as little as possible. One of my fave greens that keeps the cuts on the quads lookin’ oh so nice. Summer baby skatin’ free.
It’s been months since my last yoga class. Sorta fell outta love with it after a year of practicing. Various studios. Too much rock and roll let’s see how far I can bend into this posture Hollywood shit. Call me corny but I really dig yoga for the whole mind releasing spirit restoring vibe. Also to gain a deeper insight into my own emotional baggage. Years of parked planes. Too much weight for one person to bear. Wheels up. Time to fly Shon.
Gonna hang out at Bikram Yoga Marina Del Rey for a few weeks. See how things go. Flow. Good class with Ryan this morning. Challenging. Felt no pressure to be super yogi. Spotted a few capes. Unbothered. Modified where I could. Managed my breath when I could remember. Think my fave go to green helped. It never fails to keep me hydrated. Exactly what you need for 90 minutes in 105 degrees. Drink up!
New fave green vibe up for your healthy grab. Drank it this morning on my way in to the average gig. One day soon I’ll be pitching my literary tent on a studio lot. Basking in the glowless bosom of retail hell requires little or no passion. I’ve grown tired of the long napping. Perhaps an occasional food fight in the lunch room would break up the monotony. Remember to always dream wig! Pulling out all of one’s hair until it comes true. Sip!
pink lady apple
Woke up on both sides of the pillow this morn’. Castor and Pollux were fighting. Nick Drake was talking. I hardly listened. Eyes two perfect slits. October’s heat wave. Welcome to LA.
Castor snacked on cheddar squares while Pollux glared in his direction. Eventually whipping up this lovely tasting green for their sampling.
Trying a new multivitamin. Snagged it at Whole Foods. Have heard good things about Country Life. No grapevine. Just a pen and a scream. Feel free to insert dream. This is Hollywood. Now go juice something!
Calling all bloggers! In need of your help. In dire straits is more like it. I have an extremely well written, funny and sometimes insightful blog. I’m no fitness professional or expert. But I am a writer, currently living in Los Angeles, who digs all things health, fitness, food and oh yeah fun.
Here’s the problem. Wait for it…wait for it. Kidding. A lil’ distracted. Just remembered that I have another chia pudding in the fridge. Whew hoo!
Okay, seriously though. How do I get rid of all these frickin’ categories? I blog from my phone. New laptop in the works. Not really. But it sounds legit. In the meantime HELP! I’m not having much luck with WordPress on my tablet either. What am I doing wrong? Thanks in advance. Chia pudding time!