Check back later today for some additional thoughts from each group member, pictures, and most telling quotes of the trip thus far. Back to Day 1 though before I lose this connection……
“The L.A. Departure”
The most logical way to do that of course was hitting up a street shop, picking up some awkward-looking muscle sweatshirts and hitting up Venice’s famous Muscle Beach, ambitiously challenging strangers to physical exercises on the sand-filled training grounds (videos to follow).
It crushed our spirits a bit when our captain Tommy lost a rope-climbing battle with a 7-year- old girl, but I’m pretty sure she was on steroids, OR had the deepest voice of any 7-year-old in the world.
Regardless, Tommy’s eyes were filled with passion (followed by humiliated tears), and that’s all that matters to “TMA’s Little Urban Achievers.” That, and saving the world.
Yes, if you’re keeping up with this post thus far, we decided that being sweaty, sandy and filled with In-N-Out Burger was the only way to start the trip off right. This interesting choice came back to bite us a bit when Matt fell asleep and provided the car with a ‘medley’ of sorts. You connect the dots.
A snapshot of Day 1, Part 2 (“Vegas, Baby”) to follow shortly. Look for some blogging done in the next hour or so from ‘Woman Of Few Words’ Paula and ‘High Octane’ Tommy G.
~Passionately yours, and your TMA Urban Achiever Email Correspondent,
Kevin 'the Snogle of all Pitts' Andounian
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