It’s too late Yesterday one of my clients asked me how and when did I start my fitness career, and I told him that I started with yoga and became deeply interested in learning and practicing it not until I was 28. And he told me - it’s too late, right? And I couldn’t help myself but laugh. It’s never too late. Too late for what? The guy doesn’t know that I’m starting to drive when I’m 39. I went to one of the driving schools in Jeddah, took theory and practice hours, took my exam, passed, got my driving license, and staring to drive only now. There are thousands of things on my mind - to get to know the roads, to be able to drive through roundabouts, to practice more, to feel the joy of doing as much groceries as I want without worrying and getting stressed about waiting for the taxis, or about how I’m going to carry the heavy stuff, that I can drive now and try new places because before I couldn’t be bothered to deal with some of the taxi drivers (the majority of them is great, however some are pure emotional damage), and many more. There are all kinds of thoughts on my mind except it’s too late. It’s just the right time for me, and if you want it it’s just the right time for you, too 👍 #justtherighttime (at Jeddah, Saudi Arabia) https://www.instagram.com/p/CjSLt26L_Jp/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
