Hollywood sign, here I am. If you believe in yourself, dream big, but act bigger, and picture it happening – you’re half way to achieving your goals…you’ll accomplish anything. As I hiked up, up, and up – from Lake Hollywood – quite out of breathe, I remember my mum commenting on my marathon idea – “A marathon’s awful far, do you think you can do it?” And I thought, can I see myself doing it? And I did!
I saw myself coming up on the finish line – at Kapiolani Park, wearing my Celtic top, few hundred yards to go – and I broke into a sprint, singing ‘We are the Champions, my friend…’ the Queen song. Afterwards, in the outdoor shower, I cried tears of joy that I’d raised over a million dollars for charity. I moved to the lawn area, lay on the grass to stretch and felt the soft mud beneath my strong, beautiful body, grass ticked the back of my neck as I felt the warm Hawaiian sun soften and soothe my tired muscles.
In real time, I found myself crying tears of joy as I experienced that moment of completion and thought, “Yes, I can see myself doing it!” Around another corner, and there I was, above and behind that Hollywood sign, with views over the whole city; the baby skyscrapers of Downtown to the south, and over to the west, the Pacific Ocean would have been a distant silver splotch if it hadn’t been for all the smog. Of course, I had to go to the very top, all the better to take pictures and feel on top of the world!
Most times, I forget that I’m a girl raised in East Kilbride – a town just outside of Glasgow, Scotland – after graduation, I moved to London to work as a physio – with dreams of ultimately being Celtic Football Club’s! Always curious, loving adventure and yearning to get out in the world, see things, meet people, and have fun, I jumped at the chance to come Los Angeles. And have never left. Here, is now normal; I’ve actually been here longer than I was there…and I take it all quite for granted. Then, every so often, it will strike me where I am and I’ll be awed.
Last year, early one Saturday morning, I was driving up Sunset, there was barely a car on the road or person in sight, just palm trees and billboards and me; window down, sun happy in the sky, L.A. Woman by The Doors came on the stereo as I passed by the Chateau Marmont. A shiver trickled up my back. Who would have thought that Skinny Malinky Long Legs, Big Banana Feet Yvonne would be here? I’d another moment like that this past Saturday – now, I’ve been wandering around Lake Hollywood, a little known gem that lies below the Hollywood sign for years, but have never climbed up to it…until now!
After that almost 3 hour hike up to the Hollywood sign, my muscles were sore the next day, but not deathly so. I have found a running club close by that do free walk/run – 5k/10k on Thursdays in Griffith Park, which I shall check out this week, and also do their Good Form Running clinic. Made it to the gym today, according to my new pedometer, that took me half an hour to program – FYI, there’s a plastic bit over the front that needs to come off – I did 5 miles – walking fast – still not sure about running yet. I know so many people get injured that I want to get a bit fitter first, make sure my form is good, and take it from there. So, I’m still in investigatory mode…knowledge is power…I’m not all in until I know I can pull it off. If I do it, I want to do it well, which means postponing my return to New Orleans, getting my diet etc in top form. I’m 90% maybe…possibly…