Scenes from Paris

Travel changes you. Even if you’re going back to a country you previously lived in or spending time in a city you’ve been to more than a dozen times, you always end up coming home with a new perspective. Maybe it’s having the time to stop and smell the roses, or maybe that’s just what happens when you’re thrown into a different culture. Our time in Paris made me think about the importance of simplicity, quality, and slowing down.

Yes, Paris is one of the biggest cities in the world and isn’t exactly slow paced. Parisians do, however, take the time to sit and enjoy their meals and they walk much more than us Angelinos. Our time in Paris consisted of lots of eating and even more walking. When we ate our servers didn’t hurry us. We weren’t pressured to leave a 20% tip. We were encouraged to take our time, to talk, to people watch, and to savor the food. It was a nice change from the to-go culture we too often experience in the US. I was on a quest to find the best croissant in Paris. I’m going to need more time to finish my research, but Pain Pain is currently in first place:) Oh, and Pierre Herme, you’ve got to try it, but I’m definitely more of a fan of french breads.img_4653

The highlight of our time in Paris was the Culinary Tour of Paris we took with John Paul. My brother-in-law worked with John Paul as a tour guide while he lived in Paris, and John Paul has since built his own business. My parents and my sister have both gone on his tour and raved. We met John Paul at the Metro Abbesses. As as a group of five we toured Montmarte, visited Picasso and Von Gogh’s homes, sampled baguettes from the award winning neighborhood boulangeries, ate cheeses, charcuterie, drank French wines, and ate the highest rated crepes in Paris.

img_4652-1You hear so much about the culinary world of Paris and wonder if it will live up to the hype. It really does! What stood out was an intense focus on quality and simplicity. Parisians aren’t trying to reinvent the wheel. They’re not overly complicating their food. Rather they work collaboratively with other chefs and are intensely focused on perfecting their craft. In a restaurant you’re not going to see 100 items on the menu. Coffee shop will have three options. There’s no sugar free, lactose-free, non-fat, half-caf in Paris. I was inspired by their commitment to excellence.

Eiffel Tower, Champs Elysees, Arc de Triomphe 

Growing up in Europe I often tried to cover up my American accent. I tried to blend in as much as possible, didn’t want to visit overly touristy spots, and wasn’t shy about advertising the fact that I was an expat who also spoke Spanish at home. I’d cringe when I heard loud Americans and didn’t want to be associated with them. On this trip I decided to have no shame. No, I wasn’t running around being loud and obnoxious, but I’m not embarrassed to be American and I didn’t want hide my identity. Brent and I tried our best with French and always asked if someone spoke English rather than making the assumption they did. We embraced that we were tourists and weren’t afraid to snap photos all over the city.

Montmarte: Sacre Coeur, view from our airbnb, and Moulin Rouge

We went to the top of the Eiffel Tower, walked the Champs Elysees, took a ferris wheel ride, and shopped the Galleries Lafayette. We also visited the WWI and WWII exhibit at Hotel des Invalides, and had to see Napoleon’s massive tomb. We walked the Seine, visited Notre Dame, and ate at Deux Trois Magots (visited by Hemingway, Picasso, and many other artists). I splurged on the champagne here. Not cheap, but well worth it.

Hotel des Invalides, Napoleon’s Tomb, Seine, and more lattes:)

Brent and I celebrated Bastille Day by watching the fireworks up by the Sacre Coure. It was so crowded we could barely get a view of the fireworks by the Eiffel Tower. Everyone was in good spirits and the energy was positive. We walked home and turned on the news to discover what had happened in Nice. France is such a beautiful country, and it was so upsetting to hear of more terror. The drop in tourism has hurt many in Paris who rely on visitors for their business, and we knew this would impact them even more.

At the end of a trip I’m usually ready to go home, but this was one of the first times in forever that I didn’t want to go home. Brent and I loved Paris. It was so nice to spend so much time together, to sample the food, and to see the beautiful sights. On my way to the airport I tried to count how many times I’d been to Paris. A handful of times for cross-country and tennis trips, several New Years trips, and all those weekend getaways when we lived in Germany and England. I’ve been there at least 20 times, and I don’t think I’d mind 20 more.

Admirals Club :) 

Yoga at Charle de Gaulle!

And I guess I should have something running related on here. I’ll leave you with these blast from the past photos from ISST Cross Country Championships in 8th Grade and 12th Grade. Both times our team won gold. The first one is me hugging Celia after we learned we won Gold our senior year. The one in the middle is my final sprint to the finish line for my final ISSTs, my final race, my senior year. And the last one is small Junior Varsity winning team. Yup, that’s Jackie in the middle! :)

Euro Trip + Breaking 40

Brent and I arrived in Paris last night after spending a few days in England. I lived in England for 8 years, all of middle and high school, it’s also where Brent proposed to me. Trafalgar Square to be exact. Here I am with the lions. 

And here we are at together at the scene of the crime. We look so much older now!My favorite thing to do in London is wander. Trafalgar Square, Green Park, Buckingham Palace, Knightsbridge, Fortnum+Mason. I love it all!A trip to England wouldn’t be complete without spending time in Surrey. Just a 20 minute train ride into central London but it looks like this…Here is Brent and Baby Zach on a little country walk. It was so nice to spend the weekend with Jackie and Alex at their home in Guildford and to see them as parents.My childhood home in Woking, Surrey.Guildford High Street and Castle.

And what running looks like in Surrey. Always wet. British food has a bad reputation?A few more of my favorites…dough balls from Pizza Express, prawn cocktail crisps, and the Cornish Pasty.

Before leaving for England and Paris I ran the Laguna Niguel 4th of July 10K and finished under 40 minutes. Was so annoyed with my previous 40:00 finish that I had to try again.
It was one of the most best 10Ks I’ve run. Great festive environment and I felt smooth and controlled. I paced myself perfectly for a sub-40 run, and of course am now excited to chip away at the time.When you run a 10K 5K combo race and you all start and finish at the same time:)  Buggies and kiddos making their way to the finish too.And I’ll leave you with possibly the best photo from the trip. Discovered while watching the Euro Cup finals on Sunday night. Last year we went on a Southeast Road Trip  with Jackie and Alex. While we were in Pensacola Alex saw the bing maps vehicle drive by and managed to pull off this beauty. Nicely done sir.

Blogging on an iPhone is no fun. I’ll be back with updates from Paris!

LAX Run 10K Race Review

I really don’t like the 10K. It hurts and I find it difficult to get in a good rhythm. It’s a different kind of hurt from a marathon. With the marathon it comes slowly, but with a 5 or 10K it’s like a switch. Suddenly your legs are on fire. That being said, does anyone know of a good 10K next weekend? I need to do it again. I ran hard but didn’t feel smooth, and I had the most annoying finish time possible. 40:00. Not 39:59, not 40:01. 40:00 with a 6:26 average pace. I’m really happy to have earned a PR by more than a minute, and that Ellen and I took 1 and 2 in our little local race, but ugh that time is so annoying. Ellen broke 45 minutes, and Lauren broke 50. They both ran so strong! Here we are, winners of our age divisions. Makes me feel old.

I can’t be too disappointed. With the last day of school the day before the race, I wasn’t exactly prepping myself for a great race. Cookies, fruit tarts, Portos meat pies. It was all polished off with a bottle of rose and gelato on Friday night to celebrate the end of an incredible first year of operation. I should be thankful I didn’t throw up!

Last day of school. We need to photoshop Alaina in. Poor Alaina missed the last day because she’s at a leadership training in Boston. Thanks, Kerri, for being our photographer. Kerri, my original running buddy from DC, is in town for a wedding this weekend and got to experience the craziness that is the last day of school.

I even got a cookie with my face on it.

Friday wasn’t the only party day. It was a week of celebrating. Monday we went to Gracias Madre for EQ3’s inaugural paper plate awards.

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Randy’s for Alaina’s last day before heading to training in Boston. Those are my morning eyes.13522763_10103998066125354_2855270413826902261_o.jpg

El Cholo for our Equitas network celebration on Thursday.

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Now it’s well deserved summer time for our fabulous staff.

And back to the 10K, thinking of running this race next year?


  • Race day packet pick up
  • Easy neighborhood parking
  • You get a medal and a t-shirt
  • Small community feel
  • Flatish course


  • Only 4 porta-potties! We ran to the Ralphs up the street.
  • Boring course 
  • Not too much competition, although you never know who is going to show up!
  • Started 30 minutes late

Meanwhile, Brent is in Dallas. Brent just lost his grandmother, so he’s spending time with his family as they’ve had quite an eventful year. I wished I could be there with them, and will see them for Mary Lou’s memorial in July. Today Brent and I celebrate our six year wedding anniversary. Because we couldn’t be together, we had dinner at Love & Salt in Manhattan Beach on Tuesday before he left. You know I had to go with the bone marrow pasta.

I promise there is kale under all the ricotta and soppressata. 

Last night we went to Everson Royce Bar in the arts district to celebrate Ellen and Anna’s birthdays. Marta, Gisele, and I:)

And Cecilia, Kerri, and I are about to head out to dinner in Venice before she takes off for DC. We’re going to make sure we get a picture together! Here we are before the Toronto Marathon back in 2011.  326236_10100941215787833_250140977_o.jpg

Tomorrow the goal is to come home after work, and do NOTHING…because my life is feeling like this…