Unlike that first experience at 27, nowadays, at 41, each time I roll out my mat I focus not on how I’d like my body to change but on how my body is. Sometimes my lower back asks me to skip upward facing dog and I respect that. Sometimes my body craves going upside down and I respect that too. I am constantly humbled by the poses I want to do but cannot. More often, though, I take pride in my newfound ability to overcome the “shoulds” and just let things be.
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