Meeting My Coach

Finally! After a year and a half of weekly coaching phone calls, I met my inspiring and patiently prodding coach, Nancy Marmolejo, in person! What a trip! We live about 90 minutes from each other, so we each drove 45 minutes to San Juan Capistrano and met for breakfast at Sarducci's in the restored train depot.

Even though we'd never met in person, we were jabbering like long-lost buds in just a few minutes. It took us forever to get food ordered because we couldn't stop talking. We told stories, shared insights, had an impromptu and unexpected gift exchange, ate yummy food, then went shopping! Two long-time girlfriends on a girls' day out!

Before we left, we asked our waitress to take a picture...and here's the "normal" one (as normal as we get!) and the goofy one! (Nancy's on the left and I'm on the right.) We've resolved to make meeting in person a regular thing! Although it's amazing how comfortable we've gotten with each other after this past year and a half of on-the-phone coaching!


We don't stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing.
George Bernard Shaw