Eddie Pinero

Let it be a reminder to keep showing.

Appreciate your time.

Always grateful, never satisfied.

On to the next.

You belong here.

This was something that was said to the class during yoga the other day.

As I've said before, yoga is something I'm really turning to as both a mental and physical approach to a lot of the injuries and imbalances I've been dealing with for a very long time.

And part of that, you know, starting something new, was obviously not knowing what you're doing.

It's a willingness to play the fool, to be this student, it's signing up to be, you know, at times the worst in the room.

And so I hear the instructor say this line, you belong here, and then kind of repeat it again for emphasis.

It hit me hard.

And I'll never know if this was prompted by me flailing around in the back trying to do crow pose, or she just felt like it needed to be expressed in the moment.

I'm not sure, but what I do know is that it was exactly what I needed to hear.

And in fact, it's what I've needed to hear throughout many stages of my life, which is why I think it hit so hard.

And I want to unpack it for a second.

When I moved to Massachusetts, after spending the vast majority of my childhood in the Los Angeles area, I used to joke around with my friends back in LA.

I'm like, this is so different that it feels like a culture shock, right?

It seems so little of the world.

Why do these guys not wear Dickies or spike their hair?

Everyone has cargo shorts and New Balances.