As a child, I had asthma, and I found that hunched shoulders eased my breathing.
Later in junior high school, I rounded my shoulders to hide my late-developing chest.
And in college, I was surprised to find I’d grown taller than many of the guys, so I once again found a reason to diminish my true height.
At my recent physical appointment, I found out that the greatest long-term risk I have isn’t cancer, cardiovascular disease or neurological dysfunction. Because of my build, my greatest risk is osteoporosis.
And I had a massage last week. The therapist pointed out that most of my daily activities require a caving in of my shoulders: driving, computer work, carrying children, bicycling. Even many of the exercises I’d been doing at the gym were aimed at building my front-torso muscles and neglecting my back-torso muscles. She said improving my posture isn’t just about moving my shoulders back and down. It’s about lifting my sternum. About leading with my heart.
Yoga will help. Being conscious of my breathing and posture will help. Modifying my workout will help. Stating my intentions will help.
Here I publicly state my intentions:
- I am expansion.
- I live from my heart.
- I walk tall and straight.
- I release fear that no longer serves me.
- I allow in abundance.
This about so much more than just posture.
(It’s Mojito Friday…free to anyone with a prominent sternum.)(Added thanks to Karen O.)