Back on the path where it all began this time on foot, in concrete runners, and fully in my power. I switched terrain, shoes, and strategy to keep the fire lit without burning out. Tomorrow? The beach gets this same energy.

We visited the Mulholland Scenic Overlook on a grey LA day, and in the quiet, I almost missed the Hollywood sign, until I took a second look. Today’s movement wasn’t about distance; it was about clarity, contribution, and the magic you only notice when you pause.

A walk through Silver Lake Reservoir reminded me that presence is power. From the open meadow to a quiet prayer box asking, “What are you thankful for?”, I moved slow, head down, heart open and I wrote one word: movement.

On National Maritime Day, I visited the USS Iowa, the Los Angeles Maritime Museum, and a war memorial by the harbor just as Fleet Week and Memorial Day weekend began. From honoring service to exploring untold stories, this post reflects on strength, resilience, and the people who give themselves to something greater. May we all be lucky enough to carry the strength to offer something and to move with it.

Today’s stride took me through LA’s past. The Old Zoo Trail in Griffith Park winds through abandoned enclosures, graffiti-covered structures, and hillside views of the city. Eerie but beloved, this hike is a strange and special piece of Los Angeles history and I walked it wearing my Hollywood cap, soaking it all in.

Sunday Stretch turned into a Sunday Stride through LA State Historic Park — a walk layered with motion, memory, and meaning. From Metro tracks to monarch weigh stations, concrete quotes to views of City Hall, this was more than a walk, it was a reminder that movement can connect us to place, history, and our own magic.

A quiet moment at the Bruce Lee statue in LA’s Chinatown reminded me why discipline matters and why movement is more than fitness. It’s legacy.

Golden hills covered in wild poppies reminded me that movement can also be wonder. This trail was pure joy; soft, bold, alive.

I came for the trail, but the blue heron was the gift. A reminder to stay open, you never know what you’ll see when you move with intention.

Beach mode officially unlocked. I’ve been building my summer gear stash and now that the heat is here, I’m ready to move, rest, and repeat.

Movement hits different when there’s a soundtrack. My JBL speaker kept me moving, smiling, and feeling unstoppable on today’s trail walk.

De refugio a sendero, el pequeño Spicy Habanero está aprendiendo a confiar en el movimiento, en sí mismo, y en los nuevos caminos que se abren ante él.

From shelter to trail, little Spicy Habanero is learning to trust movement, trust himself, and trust the new paths opening in front of him.