keeping the selfie and self-love theme this week... which probably would have been better served last week for the love holiday and whatnot; hindsight. i'm not trying for any awards here, folks.
my tits are ridiculous. thanks, mom. they're both an asset and a burden and i am often frustrated by the hurdles (all the puns!) their "h" size creates... but never hesitate to take advantage either. exhibit a:
making good impressions at my first holiday party with this firm.
in my defense re drink position: i thought it would be a tighter shot.
my shoulders are constantly hunched, my neck is atrophying, my lower back struggles to overcompensate for my abs, my ribs won't stay down, my knees are knocked because my hamstrings are holding my back up, etc. exhibit b:
no bra because we're headed to black's beach = demonstrates the epitome of my spinal woes = why i worked so hard in my pilates training and the reason bikram yoga is blowing my mind...
recently, "my practice" has opened postural avenues and connections that i have never had, even in training to be a pilates instructor. granted, i'd never be anywhere near these kinds of connections if i hadn't made all the other ones first, but still, this one hundred and five degree stuff is pretty amazing. the beauty with body awareness and muscle memory is that they're literally a switch. once you turn them on, those engines are finally firing and getting lubed up. there's still a ton of work to do, and you have to constantly remind yourself the connection is on now in the beginning, but it's finally there for you to use.
i finally, FINALLY! made a solid connection between my abs and my ribs recently. getting my ribs down and back under my sternum is super important for my particular issues, and my abs are in charge of that, but the connection was never there before, so my ribs jut out for my boobs to lie on thusly:
in an effort to paint the connection picture, i've spent somewhere around ten years practicing pilates with over seven hundred hours in teacher training and work with clients. one day, in bikram yoga, instead of hearing "get your shoulders down away from your ears" or some such variation on "stop hunching up/forward", i heard "let your shoulder blades relax and glide down your ribcage." with all those hours logged, the automatic response my beautifully warmed up body had for me was to dig deeper into my abs and bring my ribs under my sternum... suddenly my shoulders float down my back as if they're feathers gliding gently to the ground.
i've created a corset for myself, which makes my rack look amazing, even when i'm not posing for a photo and/or wearing a bra...and nothing has ever felt so amazing in all my body. my shoulders have never before been fully relaxed... because i was always holding them down and back with other muscles to get them into position for the postures instead of making my core hold them up... if that makes sense.
it's the constant tug-o-war your body goes through as you slouch in front of the computer all day/behind the steering wheel/on the couch/etc. making adjustments and getting the job done at very high cost. it's hard to impress upon you the gravity of this connection with all these bits and pieces of things i've put together over ten years, but my hope is that i've sparked an interest in proper body mechanics here. it's more important than all the kale you could ever eat; trust me.