If there’s one thing that always catches me by surprise in my relationship with my bassfrands, it’s how we always seem to agree in one thought or principle in every possible aspect even without verbally and formally coming to terms with it. When summer kicked in this year, we all worked our individual ways to revert back to an active lifestyle. From yoga to boxing, high intensity interval training, outdoor activities and underestimated yet physically demanding computer games, the three of us found ourselves signing a commitment to fitness. Paired with this is the scraping off of excess junk in our daily diet and while this may or may not extend to our ridding of unnecessary emotional baggage, it’s brought us a lighter and more balanced disposition altogether.
Moving to a new city didn’t hinder me from staying faithful to this bond. Even though after careful thought I realized that Elorde is the first thing that I miss from home, I try to stay active amidst the bay area’s perpetually chilly weather and the temptation that lingers around my bed and sweaters. Jogging in the nearby parks and yoga on my bedroom carpet have become routinary, but today I did something I really wish I could’ve done with Mookie and Cara: hiking.
Thirty minutes away from where I’m staying is Point Lobos, a vast natural reserve woven by hiking trails that provide a majestic view of the Pacific Ocean. Linking the quaint cities of Carmel and Big Sur, it is clearly an impeccable connection of land and sea, and rocky and serene. I swear some of the guys we saw were just chilling the fck out in the adjacent white sand and pebble beaches, while others conquered the endless pathways interlaced through the mountains. It was such a relaxing hodgepodge of sights - my pictures do no justice.
You’ll find me in there somewhere…
Not so hidden now, is it……………
Other than the unfavorable effects of procrastinating leg-focused workouts, the point where two things meet and blend naturally into coexistence is what I was reminded of today. Just pure and pristine, nothing forced and artificial. Land and sea or person and person (and person, in the bassfrands’ case), it becomes one of those priceless things that you have to see and feel for yourself. Pretty cool, that kinda stuff.. nowadays pretty rare too.