Just hiked straight up the hills behind my home and felt as if I was touching heaven.

June Gloom enveloped me during my vertical jaunt.

More houses being torn done to squeeze in mini mansions with the goal of garnering views of the expansive Pacific Ocean.

New York City assets abound, but you cannot challenge yourself with graded hikes and ocean vistas.

It is 7am and the traffic is minimal, the birds are singing and the construction crews are down the hill gorging themselves at the taco trucks before starting their day.

All is right with the world and the problems that make you toss and turn in the middle of the night are in abeyance.

The hard earned perspiration soaks my SPF 50 workout top.

I am on coyote watch as sometimes you see them lurking in the undergrowth in the shadow of the Santa Monica Mountains.

Heading downhill soon which can be challenging on the quads.

Incentivizing me is a thought of a large sparkling water on the rocks with a slice of Meyer lemon and some antioxidant fresh blueberries.

No pain no gain.

I love the dawning of a new day…through the fog and I can see clearly now.