pic: coach ilg in, uh…hold on, lemme TAF about This; Ardha Salabha Pincha Maurasana …. did feeble yogi ilg miss s(om)ething? let ilg know in the c(om)ments below…. Dear Coach Ilg, You are the only one I feel can reach out to… my Dad who was a Student of yours in the late eighties […]
It’s remarkable what happens when chlorophyll stops photosynthesizing… Autumnal beauty so potent it’s exhausting… #canwinterpleasecomeback#ilgswholisticfitness #runsteepgethigh #bodyhealthoptimized #tailwindnutrition#durangorunningcompany #pineneedlemountaineering #getoutside#livewhereyoulove #hokatrail #cryomedspadurango
Yup… we are looking at ilg’s breakfast this morning after my Early Morning Ritual® which included a sustained enjoyment of my Medicine Spider Inversion/Backbend Routine® into Standing Medicine Spider Routine® (which – btw – took out 90% of an uncharacteristically tweaked lower back weirdness felt upon awakening…). cast-iron skillet on Medium laced with Olive Oil, […]
Getting ready for my pre-Race (http://navajoyes.org/2017/09/18/2017-chuska-challenge/), 3-minute full body immersion into a -220 degree nitrogen vapor bath at CryoMedSpa! NOTHING fires up our entire 5-Elements* like weekly Chill Sessions! All the pros are doing it, why not You?! Fact: Ilg will be speaking on the myriad benefits of Cryotherapy especially as it relates to […]
above pic; Dewa Ilg experiencing one of her daddy’s most sacred trail runs; Tsankawi at White Rock, NM. Broken bones never slow down a genuine Warrior/ess…bones are our most dense spiritual matter. big karma involved which means; BIG OPPORTUNITY TO RISE HIGHER IN OUR SPIRITUAL EVOLUTION!!! *** Bones represent our most highly concentrated densities […]
pic: my toes graced by Frozen YogaToes® today after my ‘sweltering’ mountain bike ride in 75-degree heat Noble Sangha, gotta hand this foot trick to Sandra Lee who TOTALLY turned me onto this treat-ment! used it again today after my MTB ride in the first SWELTERING HOT spring day here at 6,512′; it was […]
face first fetal on sweat-soaked linens…i writhe about, tortured and contained on my bed like a Trout Worm impaled on a rusty, barbed hook.
there are Aliens inside; crawling, crimping, marching, pinching every morsel of my anatomy each equipped – apparently – with some sort of hybrid torque/dehydration wrench. their command center must be my brain for it is swollen in pain as if it’s been replaced by a beehive.
every one of my 17 trillion cells bought, transformed, and flipped into a manufacturing plant of pain…
somebody, anybody; just take this cup frometh me….