Hello downtown

Every day I love the hills of Griffith Park a little more. I moved here, in large part, to run them. It turns out the winding, steep, mostly empty roads are perfect for fast and hard bike riding, too. Since I can’t run due that annoying left knee I am rediscovering the joy and pain of the 2.5 hour ride-till-you-almost-puke workout. Today I did so after the roads quickly dried up after my first rain in Los Angeles. The views are stunning and a little bit different every time. Hardly anything feels as good at the end. Bonus: the hunger pangs when you get home are epic. Then you eat. And eat.