That leaves me clunking around on hardwood floors (the boots are lots-o-rigid right now) to help bend these babies to my will. Literally. Oh, yeah. My downstairs neighbors are LOVING me.
Hoping to get them dirty by next week. They might get a few odd stares among some of the Runyon Canyon fashionistas. Or maybe not. I’ve seen much odder things at Runyon than appropriate footwear.
Like, venti lattes.
It was two, possibly three, years ago when my sister initially asked me to hike the Grand Canyon with her. Aside from the camping aspect of the journey (I require few things in this life - but indoor plumbing is usually a deal breaker) it seemed like one of the things I enjoy most... a challenge. As the years passed (acquiring permits and arranging schedules proved more complicated than we anticipated) it still felt very theoretical.
I'm an actress, a writer, a singer, and a move well-er. I love Scrabble, spades and air hockey. And P90X changed my life. But hiking the Grand Canyon is an entirely different beast. If you're not living on the edge, you're taking up too much space, right? Well, here's to the edge...