This past Saturday, feeble ilg raced what i felt was my strongest 10 kilometer nordic skate race since i was in my thirties, i mean, i friggin’ threw DOWN… yet, i finished a few seconds off the podium and i know why; here is why….
“A beautiful fall day for a run in my back yard. Ai Imawa Fit Kit” THANK YOU, FIT KIT!!! so…what’s YOUR ‘go-to’ Backyard Run look like?! send ‘em JPG’s to firstname.lastname@example.org
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Most Noble Sangha… what a(nother) amazing day here in the Bubble… my early morning Practice was saturated with pranic waves of inner depth and Divine vibration…which is not always the case…in fact, still, a lot of my personal Practices remain mere Grunt Work, trusting in the Higher Ones that they
HP Yogi Brad “bRad” Tafoya on his first Mt. Taylor Winter Quadrathlon solo attempt; summit-baggin’ Heartbreak Hill and approaching Transition #3; the Snowshoe to the top
Last Saturday; in the start gate of a 10k freestyle…my head is down, mula bandha engaged, the start gate is just below my knee chakras, my mind with my breath, my Blessed Mala’s dangle like a door ringer for Hanuman to bring His Strength and Endurance and Loving Insight into my heart….sorry, however, there is no Higher Yoga Mat than the start gate of a nordic ski race…sing kirtans and do asana to trance beats all you want, however, to find your Highest Self? leave it to nordic ski racing to really lay your spiritual bones to the fire of tapas!