…i can recall sitting on the banks of Huck Finn, just making face with the most beautiful girl on the plane(t) at the time (i was 14)…the smell of the cattails, the sound of the Sacred Animas, the inflection of geese flapping as ilg was struggling to come to terms with this newfound art of smooching…
“Dear Coach,
Thanks for the personal message. I am a loyal devotee of your training philosophy. You inspired me to write my own book titled Pilates for the Outdoor Athlete.”
Laurie Stricker, owner/founder of Evergreen Pilates, Evergreen, Colorado
a shot from when feeble ilg “had it all” from an Outer World perspective; 6 figures in the bank account, a harem of fitness honeys, celebrity fitness clients, my own yoga studio, and thankfully, still the Divine Light showed me the Way Higher and out from this trap…photo by (unnamed) after a full night of partying at the Bellagio, Las Vegas, circa 2004. Below, i answer a shout for help from a young gun in LA who found himself in my same spiritual trip and trap…you might be surprised at my answer….
ilg, back in the day, pinnacle jumping in the North Cascades…life is short, karma is endless until Enlightenment, so find your yoga in your words, your choices, and your actions…
On an early winter ascent in 1981, Steve Ilg, a sponsored rock and ice climber, made a move on the east face of Longs Peak that unearthed a stone slab the size of an office desk. He and the chunk, already loose due to continuous freeze-thaw action on the Diamond, plummeted 60 feet to the earth where they landed… with a splash. The water bottles attached to Ilg’s pack cushioned his fall. “My climbing partner said that when I hit,