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Today I am trying to convince myself that it's okay if I'm not getting better at some things.

I mean, not academics. I generally feel like I'm improving there, even if slowly. Herodotus is easier because I read Euripides, even if the dialects and styles are completely different. (The subject matter's mostly different, but really, trustworthiness and suffering and oracles still come up a lot.) Plautus isn't as hard as he would be otherwise because of Cicero and Ovid. I'm getting better slowly, but I'm clearly getting better.

Meanwhile, my weekly session of yoga at the climbing gym is as difficult as it ever was, or maybe more so. I'm better at climbing than I was when I first started, but my bouldering is actually worse than it was at the peak when I could climb three times every week, and I'm not really sure that my top-rope work is improving noticeably. I go every week, or twice a week, and...I'm not getting better at it.

And I think that's okay. "Not getting better" doesn't mean "not worth doing." It's good for my health even if my skill bar isn't moving one jot to the right.

Bit frustrating, though.