I had an awesome new guy in my Yoga 101 class on Sunday. His name was Gary, and we chatted before the class began. He told me that this was his fifth yoga class ever. He did great. A little stiff in some poses, but hey, that's all of us. He moved, he breathed, he practiced his yoga. After the class, we chatted and he asked for a little one-on-one attention for his down dog/adho mukha savasana. No problem! We moved him into the pose, I offered a few suggestions here and there, and he found a bit of an sthira sukam asanam in the pose - calmness and steadiness.
After, he stood up, put his hand conspiratorially on my arm, and said with a smile, "I am SO glad to have found yoga at 60. I found yoga, and pedicures! They're the best!"
Damn right, Gary! Life is good.