Wholistic Fitness

The following response is to Chris Tucker, currently studying life in Shanghai, from veteran Online Student Anne in NJ.
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Hi Chris,

One of the most powerful “side effects” of my work with the Ilgman has been the disappearance of boredom from my life. I don’t recall any overt teaching on the subject. The transformation took place organically. And, actually, fairly quickly.

I’m just never bored.

And it’s interesting to me that you bring up your trips up Grouse because just yesterday I ran on the trail near my house. It’s a very modest trail compared to Grouse Mountain. About two and a half miles long. It’s flat. Pretty much a straight shot through deciduous forest, along some open feral farmer’s fields and then skirts a large corn field. There’s no real view, except of the Hampton Inn that overlooks the corn field. There’s a lumber yard at one end just after the trail goes under the interstate. As I ran, I thought about how much I love that trail. How fortunate I am to have it nearby. And how I never get bored with it. Some weeks, I’m on that same trail every day.

There are deer everywhere. The trail plays tag with a small river. I often see a great blue heron meditating on the river banks. Last week, I snuck up on a red fox hunting near the corn field. We often hear woodpeckers calling back and forth through the trees. In spring, there are depressions along the side of the trail — signs that a new batch of turtles hatched and successfully dug their way to the surface. And last winter, my husband and I found a racoon skull in some grasses near the corn field. There are so many stories along this trail, I’m amazed that all this is in New Jersey.

As I was running, I wandered mentally off into speculation, wondering what it would look like if we could see the energy trails that we leave behind and I imagined my trail would show up especially bright because I’ve walked and run it so many times in the past 4 years. And then I wondered if the fact that I’m constantly chanting the Sacred Mantra while I walk and run along that trail has imbued it with any kind of sacred vibe. And then my mind wandered off onto some other topic.

So, long rambling post to say: Hang in there. Keep practicing. WF will disappear the boredom.

Namaste,
Anne