Perfectly imperfect: A journey that began with a torn hamstring
I was not a gymnast or a dancer, for heaven’s sake I could barely touch my toes… So when I first started practising yoga, I would get frustrated. The perfectionist and Type A in me always pushed harder and strived more. My ego would surface during every class, ignoring all of my body’s signals to […]
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