0
10431534_10206151510091157_6609130955103407176_n

Daddy: “Okay kids, stop there…great, now, turn around and say,’BEAST HILL!’…

Dewa (pictured in black); “SERIOUSLY, Daddy…OMG”

Continue Reading

0
drg

Dighándíshwo’go bee shidziil…
(Running makes me strong)
***
running felt more natural to me than walking.
why walk,
when you can run like a Wolf?

until i broke my spine.
nowadays?
i still run.
i still race, kinda.
it ain’t the same.
not carefree feet flirting like Dewa’s upon and across Mother Earth’s skin.
not any more.

Continue Reading

0
a

  pic:  last year at the Iron Horse Bicycle Classic Time Trial…for s(om)e reason? i signed up for the Omnium (Road Race, Circuit Race, Time Trial) for this years’ edition…stay tuned to see if i can flip my winter ski/snowshoe fitness once again onto the bike! So, some cyclists have been asking about me swinging […]

Continue Reading

0
IMG_0850

i transformed one of my students of yoga/bodywork – a former National Champion in his sport – back to the top ten of last weekends’ National CycleCross Championships in Austin, TX. one year ago? his body was like the fabled tale of Zumbaks’ Suit; all twisted and contorted and full of deep cellular, neural, and hormonal imbalance from decades of professional cycling without a wholistic coach in his corner.

in the past 12 months…

Continue Reading

0
dy

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….

Continue Reading

0
ddd

  Sit quietly. From the depths of your heart, invoke in the sky in front of you the embodiment of the truth in the person of your master, a saint, or an enlightened being. Try to visualize the master or buddha as alive and as radiant and translucent as a rainbow. If you have difficulty […]

Continue Reading

0
michael

Michael has been a most stalwart Warrior
in my Winter Sports Training Camp which includes my weekly
HP Yoga®, had never snowshoed before today…
and had knee surgery one year ago..
well, he’s hooked…
how about you?

Continue Reading

0
When Aspens Can No Longer Whisper To Me…

These are my happy times, when the Aspens can no longer whisper their cheers to me… when, lower, the harvest begins to wane and the Bear Beings begin etching their long nocturnal nap beds…. when I force myself time and again to my lonely walk and work to the utmost upon this aging body of mine… There is warmth in the valleys

Continue Reading