Wholistic Fitness

you can take the mountain yogi renunciate out of renunciation…but you can’t take the renunciation out of the mountain yogi…the  very second ilgs get a chance to slip out of my householder-yogi role,  i slide with divine ease into my former lifestyle as a peculiar, solo, wholistic, mountain yogi addicted to the prana of my beloved San Juans…

at my Silverton base camp…with only one week to go before doing to BattleDance with Imogene-The-Crusher,  it was time for a little high-altitude cycling, running, yoga, meditation, and fly-fishing…

Nothing is worth more than this day – Goethe

my base camp shimmers in the pranically drenched dew…there is stream, unseen, elder-hidden just beyond my tent whereupon brook trout dance and sliver over ice-cold cobbles from ancient glaciers…

approaching one of my Sacred San Juan vortices at 13,000’…i had just ran up to Clear Lake (4.7 miles, 2,800′ in 1:07) and ‘tacked on’ this super steep headwall (scrambling required) for another 22 minutes of High Zone 4 effort upon screaming legs and lungs just so ilg can add a few more Mantra rounds and edge that much closer to the throne of the mountain deities which created WF so many decades ago through the feeble Dharma Vehicle Toward Sweat-Based Wholeness Known As ilg.

High Heart Rate with a view…

looking NE over Ophir Pass…the 4wd road pictured. the snow still tinges the southwest edge of the unnamed lake, about 1,200′ below my Pranayama perch.  as i was immersed in my pranayama,  an Osprey buzzed me at warp speed, nearly sending me off my perch!  this is a very Go(o)d place to ilg.

my San Juan Pureland…

just below my 13,000′ Pranayama Perch…my heaving lungs delivering an intoxicating amount of wildflower perfume the scent of which is – to ilg – 10,000 x 10,000 more seductive than man-made fragrances (even the term feels oxymoronic to me).

my descent was fast; 48 minutes.  however, my broken spine and smashed pelvis really tore apart with a mile to go…i breathe faithfully toward Brahman and offer my searing, knife-stabbing pain to Lord Vishnu…if i can’t even complete a 4 mile descent one week before Imogene?  how the hec will i manage the 7-mile descent next Saturday?

like i all-ways do: through Mantra, Trust, Faith, Willpower, Surrender, Release, Acceptance, and Love for just still being able to hobble about in my high country h(om)eland…

stay tuned for a full Pilgrimage Report…an unprecedented amount of WF devotees shall be toeing the Start Line on Saturday:  Jut, EYT, BB, bRad,