When it’s not easy to write.

Like now. I prefer to write about positive things, and I don’t like to cloud the blog with an overcast atmosphere. I guess that results in everyone thinking I’m on top of the world all the time, but it’s not the case. Is it ever the case for everyone, all the time? Probably not.

I’ve lost a little momentum in getting our house in order. I think it’s the heat. We’ve taken bags to the nearby Goodwill kiosk, and we are preparing bicycles and bicycle gear for the Island Triathlon & Bike swap and shop on April 27. We’re selling 4-5 bikes, FYI. Tomorrow we’ll try to make one big sweep, vacuum, dust, and mop. Our dining room table will be clear. We’ll have a nice family meal.

My triathlon training saves me. I’m enjoying the 2,000-meter swims I’ve been logging in lately. I will ride tonight with my TryFitness teammates to the heights of Kahala, and I will gingerly walk or jog until my sports doctor decides what can be done about my plantar fasciitis. I’m pretty sure I can go all out for Honu on June 1. I’m pretty sure I’ve got a half-Ironman in  me. Every day I’m getting better and better at it.

Now that I’m a bonafide writer in the wild, I’m actively seeking work, projects, creative opportunities, and inspiration to start generating interest in me and paychecks. So, if you hear of anything, please keep me in mind. I think about describing soft breezes as they blow through the sheers at the French doors, the sweat that trickles between one’s shoulder blades when they rip old asphalt off a roof, the spring green potential of seed sprouts poking through the rich soil, the tickle of a tiny crab as it climbs up my thigh while I’m waiting for a wave on my surfboard. Writing that’s pretty much all over the map.

My friend Sue from New Jersey, whom I’ve known since we were both little kids, checks up on me from time to time. This morning she sent me a private message on Facebook, encouraging me to get my wish to the universe first thing in the morning and then forget about it. Fortunately for me I have friends and a husband who see me in a much better light than I see myself. And my children have so much faith in me. I go out to the yard and my cats watch for the lizards that jump when I clip a leaf of kale or inspect the eggplant.

Positives abound in my life. I might appear to be running off a cliff, but I have to believe I’ll stick the landing.

Whipsy Weather for the Obama Ohana


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I’ve talked myself out of apologizing for Hawai‘i’s weather of late, which is windy, gusty, chilly, and my favorite adjective, whipsy. If I were on vacation I’d want a refund because the skies are not sunny and bright, the weather … Continue reading

Swimming Waimea Bay


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In the 31 years I’ve lived in Hawaii, the only thing I’ve ever done at Waimea Bay is watch surfers, take pictures, and get my ankles wet in the foamy beach break. Yesterday I swam 1.2 miles there. You cannot … Continue reading

Do You Love Your Job? Does it Love You Back?


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#postaday (it’s just a hashtag). My colleague and carpool mate Carrie-Anne asked me a question the other afternoon as we were departing The Mothership: Something like, “What kind of job would you have if you could do something you love?” … Continue reading

Do You Hear the Elements Call You?


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@postayday 344; #postaday2011. In the morning when you wake, do you listen? I listen for the rustle of leaves, the patter of raindrops, or I listen to the stillness, holding my breath, waiting for a gust to blow away my … Continue reading