On occasion I still get the question: why do you live there? Of the many reasons to be in Los Angeles, the image above is an important one. On any given Sunday morning I:
Leave home at 6 to pick up my friend Matt,
drive 10 to 20 minutes,
meet a group of hardy, friendly, hard-core trail runners,
and take off into the wilderness for 11 miles on the greatest trails imaginable.
That’s Los Angeles, too. As a runner I ask: why would I not live here?
Oh, and the wildlife! This sluggish tarantula shared the trail with us before we got him/her out of the way…