It’s 6 AM and the beach in Santa Monica is quiet. There are a couple of surfers, runners and cyclists getting their workouts in before the day begins, before the crowds come, and before the sun burns off the clouds. That is why I am here.
Me and my friend Cy used to make the early morning journey down Interstate 10 to this beach path twice a week. Today we are doing it again. After years, we’re rollerblading past the numerous Perry’s, the beach clubs, the volleyball courts and the homes.
There is something relaxing and invigorating about our out and back routine. Glading along the bike path, wind in our hair, legs pumping, we talk about our lives and the things around us. There are periods when we don’t talk, we just roll along in our own worlds and that’s fine. What’s important is that we are on the beach blading before the crowds.