In yoga it drove me crazy when I could not do a position. I would look around and everyone else would be doing the position perfectly. I was struggling. I could not accept that this was the best I would do for that day and move on with my class. I had to be perfect. I compared myself to others.
In my life, I'm always comparing. I cannot accept that some days I will do great and others are just not my day. I want every day to be my day. I want to be the best at everything I do. The hardest thing for me in yoga was that my instructor stressed being cool with where you were for the day. We have our good and not so good days, and wherever you are is fine. That is how I wish I was able to be in life, but I'm not there yet.
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