hard call…
14 hours from now? feeble ilg will be Face First, the Man-To-Go for all things relating to the final USSA National Qualifying Race for the USSSA Nationals…i’ve plugged in countless unpaid hours again on my original Snowshoe Course:
and have gathered International Visibility…
toward my h(om)etown…
yet? on this Knight of Nights before my own self-created National Qualifying race, i am trained by my Teachers to ask,
“How is my body feeling right now?”
is it soft?
or tense?
but….bbbbbb…but…
oh the But!
But what about my MIND!??!?! how many hundred thousand details about tomorrow are going off!!!??!
I did not ask you about your Mind, i can hear my Tibetan Teachers drill into ilg: how does your BODY FEEL?
so, trained by WF like all of you, i invoke WF Lifestyle Principle #1; i consciously Breathe and adjust my Posture toward elegance and once again, feel
safer, more capable to deal with the next 12 hours….
ilg has lived a Blessed Life..hec, i’ve chalked up 81 skier/snowshoe days this season…THAT, my Noble Friends, is called WEALTH in feeble ilgs Book!
ilg has also lived a simultaneous Life of Chronic Pain…not from mere training (dat shit is EASY!!!) but from arising from the swollen ligamentous fibers of being paralyzed…
ilg stomped out 20k this afternoon after tele skiing through Heaven Sent powder on our alpine hill before going over to the Nordic Center and taking a MahaYogi Jesus Christ like snowshoe pilgrimage up and down, up and down, over and across my 10k Course to ensure, best i could, a safe, fun, scenic ride for my racers tomorrow…
my ahamkara flashes on a single M(om)ent when i was skiing these same Sacred Trails with my daughter…
and suddenly,instantly,
felt Enlightened…
Awake…
wish me luck for my Winter Warrior Snowshoe Race tomorrow…Like my pages on Facebook…. (Winter Warrior 10k, Steve Ilg, High Performance Yoga)
contribute, if you can, to the rest of my Winter Racing Season…i’ve got a 30k race next weekend and could REALLY use your financial help to keep me on my 100% podium season thus far, even when racing upon an MCL Grade II knee injury…
head bowed,
wholistic spirit vowed,
your feeble teacher of nothing