A friend of mine

recently said it’s important to do something badly but in a dedicated way. I thought about this. At first I thought, I do nothing without a goal. But then I realized I have been doing yoga since I was seven, not all the time–not enough at all– but in a regular way, and I still sort of suck at it. I mean, I am limber, but I still can’t do a hand stand. My elbows jut out when I try to do a wheel. I am never going to have a beautiful practice. I suppose there is something good about this. I love yoga, I started doing it with my mother. I love it even though I am not really excellent at it. I will probably do it for the rest of my life.

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