Because perfection was never the goal. Showing up was. Can I tell you about a week I'd rather forget? A few years back I had this really solid routine going. Moving well, feeling good, genuinely proud of how consistent I'd been. Then life happened. A busy week turned into two, I missed a few sessions and before I knew it I was sitting on the couch telling myself there was no point starting again until Monday. Then the next Monday. Then the one after that. Sound familiar? That