When I was young, my mom used to play tapes of Rodney Yee out on a beach with a glorious view, just at sunset with gentle waves crashing onto shore. He performed angular poses effortlessly in a fluid manner, and the videos finished with him laying in the sand in such stillness that made me wonder, "What is this person doing? He gets paid for this?" I immediately wanted to be part of that serenity and calmness. I would follow along with him but felt like a fraud in a way. I di