My parents were avid golfers when I was a teen. Every so often I’d join them on the golf course, although I was pretty unskilled. I’d step up to the tee and the well-intentioned coaching from my parents inevitably followed: keep your head down, your arms straight, nice and easy, focus on the follow through, and so on. I remember being frustrated and thinking, “Should I juggle and spin plates on my head at the same time too?”