…starting is hard. And once you do make it to the mat, the truth comes out. I’m not as flexible as I imagined. Damn I am out of shape. This floor is dirty. My dog is going to eat my face. I don’t breath deeply most of the time…

When you look back, what impacts you the most in your own life? Do you lean on traumatic events that shaped you, or do you revel in happy times? Do you remember when you were less aware and compare to times where you can’t unknow things anymore, and realize that is the rub? I know I do.