the turning point in the process of growing up is when you discover the core of strength within you that survives all hurt.

swimming, running, and looking at biking

1 mi swim, ~6 mi run, Manhattan Beach

Today, I ran a mile, swam a mile, and then ran 5 miles at 8-minute mile pace.

The swim was surprisingly short, and swimming in the ocean is so different from being in a pool. It's also cold and salty, but it felt good except for chafing around my neck from the wetsuit. We jogged a mile along the beach to warm up, and them jumped into the water.

There was also this nice trail that was completely paved with wood chips - the soft ones, and it was really well-maintained. It's 4 miles one way, so you could do a full 8 on it. I was getting hungry by the time we got back to the car, so I didn't explore the other way.

I also finally went to open road - third time's the charm. Steve didn't have any used bikes, but he had this bianchi. I'm still looking around, though.

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