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I'm a self-professed adventure writer and former exercise junkie seeking a long-term relationship with my higher self, healthy workout habits, and a balanced, adventurous lifestyle in San Luis Obispo. Join me as I discover the healthy activities of SLO County, from land to sea.
Showing posts with label Morro Rock. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Morro Rock. Show all posts

Saturday, March 15, 2014

Cayucos and Morro Bay: Splish Splash!

Cayucos State Beach
My exercise habits over the last few weeks have been pretty much zilch. My excuse for slacking off last week? The 5-day San Luis Obispo International Film Festival. My justification for this week? Just plain old fatigue from having too much fun at the festival and jumping right back into a long work week.

But I'm back on track. Today I discovered two great outdoor exercisesboth with my shoes off that increased my balance, gave my legs something to shriek about, and left me wanting more.

In the early part of the morning, I ventured out to Cayucos State Beach to walk along its gravely shores. I stopped to pick up nifty pieces of colorful sea glass and when I reached the stretch of offshore rocks where the waves pound and clatter, I couldn't help but take off my walking shoes. Standing with my heels and toes firmly against the sand, I knelt down, got out my camera and captured the catapulting backsplash. 

I can't remember the last time I went barefoot at the beach—normally I walk or run with shoes on and remain carefully removed from the water. But today was different. The warm sunny day compelled me to get my legs soaked. The waves almost knocked me over several times as I balanced and shot pictures...what a great time!

On my way back home I couldn't help but stop in Morro Bay for a little rest and relaxation on the warm beach. But soon after arriving, I left my shoes and chair behind and headed straight for the water, discovering that walking along the shore knee deep in water might quite possibly be the greatest form of aqua aerobics known to humankind. Not once did I fall over during this resistance workout.

So there you go. Balance. Resistance. Exercise that is sheer fun in the sun. 
Cayucos!

Wave splash!   
From Cayucos State Beach, you can catch a glimpse of Morro Rock in the distance.
From Morro Rock Beach, Cayucos lies just a handful of miles away on the distant shore.
Sometimes you just have to get your feet wet.

Sunday, February 2, 2014

Cloisters Beach Path, Morro Bay

This past week, San Luis Obispo County's recent warming streak changed course.The unusual skyrocketing winter temperatures in the 80s settled down a bit, bringing gentler highs in the 60s and 70s. We even saw a little rain. Regardless of the cool down, no complaints here. 

Yesterday I headed out for some early morning exercise on Morro Bay's Cloisters Beach Path. I walked a mile-and-a-half loop course that followed environmentally sensitive wetlands, sandy dunes, an uncrowded beach, and the home of the threatened shorebird, the snowy plover. The entire time, the iconic Morro Rock loomed in the near distance. Not a bad way to start the day.
 

The Cloisters Beach Path is easily accessible from Highway One in Morro Bay. Turn west on San Jacinto Street at the major stoplight on the highway and drive a short ways until the street dead ends. Make a left on Sandalwood Avenue and you'll see the public parking lot to the right. There are restrooms and direct access to the beach.

From the parking lot, look for the sign to the path. This paved trail eventually winds past Cloisters Community Park, and if you continue walking south for about a half mile, you'll reach the short beach boardwalk. At the fork on the boardwalk, head toward the beach. Your legs will get a nice workout traipsing through the soft sand dunes.
 

   If you want to extend your walk by an extra mile, head south towards Morro Rock once you reach the shore. Otherwise, head north and walk up the beach for about a half mile until you find the sandy path that leads back to your car.
 

 You have to watch carefully for this sandy path back to the parking lot. I use the trees to the left in this picture as a guide. This stretch of beach does not permit dogs due to the snowy plover's nesting grounds.
 
Whatever the weather brings, have a beautiful day!

Sunday, June 16, 2013

Father's Day 2013

I won't see my dad for a few more weeks, but since my parents used to live in Morro Bay, I decided it appropriate to log in today's exercise on the strand of beach near Morro Rock. The skies opened up to blue brilliance and I found a few local birds who didn't object to my camera's intrusion.

Happy Father's Day.


Sunday, April 28, 2013

Chasing Birds


Foggy mornings in Morro Bay are not uncommon. The air is cool, the wind puffs about, and the waves crash amidst grey skies.

This morning, on the tail-end of a cold that knocked me for a loop the past few days, I knew what I needed: to escape to the outdoors.  

I drove north to the monster rock for some much-needed beach time. Families gathered and paraded about the beach for Morro Bay's annual kite festival; birds flocked heavily along the shores in a feeding frenzy.

Chasing these elegant birds alongside shattering waves at Morro Rock is just what the doctor ordered. Invigorating for the mind, body and soul. 



Saturday, January 12, 2013

SLO Recovery

This past week was brutal. With our office gearing up to move to a new location next week and a writing deadline that loomed ominously, my excuses for not exercising consistently during the week got the best of me.

But life happensand it goes on. This morning I dusted off my running shoes and logged in a cool five mile run/walk in the crisp, clear atmosphere of San Luis Obispo City.

To aid in my recovery, I made sure to consume a fortified sports drink immediately after exercising. After all, I burdened my legs and feet by pounding the pavement on a local bike trail, and my overworked muscles deserved a little protein and glutamine.

I still remain on track for the half marathon in April. One day at a time. One foot in front of the other. 

Morro Rock in early January.

Sunday, September 30, 2012

SLO Abeyance



Nothing beats flip-flopping through gritty, loose sand for an intensive workout. And few things are more alluring than the pandemonium of smashing waves.

Yesterday I hopped on Highway 1 to drive to the laid-back coastal town of Cayucos, where I found the wide-open beach and long narrow pier enveloped by blue skies, cottony clouds, and temperatures in the low 70’s…perfect! I plunked my beach chair on the seaweed-strewn shore, ate lunch and hit the sand.

My calves made a worthy effort as I trudged along; the high, shattering surf enticed me. I ventured towards the water and shocked my newly-pedicured feet with ice-cold water as the foamy waves lapped towards the seafront. I captured the pristine surroundings with my camera as Morro Rock loomed in the distance, sun worshippers soaked up UV rays, children ran in the waves, and a pair of body boarders rode the cascading swell.

The clattering echoes of this under-populated San Luis Obispo County beach left me mesmerized. A random afternoon at the beach is good for the body...and for the soul. 




Wednesday, July 4, 2012

Day 41

I took a late morning walk on the beach at Morro Rock. While I was out chasing waves and birds for the perfect picture, my newest nephew arrived into this world with a bang.

Little firecracker. Born on the 4th of July.


Monday, May 28, 2012

Day 4









I couldn’t keep to the bare minimum today. My self-imposed pledge to complete 30 minutes of daily exercise just didn’t hit the mark. Once my feet clobbered the sand and my lungs took a deep breath of fresh ocean air—I forged ahead.  Morro Rock loomed one-and-a-half miles in front of me, and I couldn’t resist its lure. 

With a lovely stretch of beach sporting perfect walking conditions, I marched on towards the 21-million-year-old Rock, the extinct volcanic peak that juts 576 feet into the sky. At the early hour of 8:00 a.m., this geological landmark of Morro Bay sat tranquilly amidst the lucid sky; its massive height captured flawlessly by the enchanting seaside canvas. 

I regaled in the clear blue skies, the steady crash of booming waves, and miracle of all miracles—hardly any wind. Walkers, joggers, dogs, and surfers performed their morning rituals on this idyllic holiday morning; I paused along the way to record my daybreak with incredible photo ops as the magnificent Rock’s reflection glinted across the wet sand. 

After one-and-a-half hours of traipsing along this coastal escape (my 30 minutes far into overtime!), fatigue settled in and I plodded back to my car. The wind picked up, and as I looked back towards the water’s edge, whispers of fog enveloped the Rock. I headed home.


30 minutes of exercise every day for 100 days. Day 4a colossal success.

A perfect day for reflection.




































































































































































































































































I stumbled upon this message at Morro Rock. Good advice.


All text and photos copywright @ 2012 by Elizabeth in SLO. All rights reserved.