Posture.
I've always been a reader. I learned to read around 4 or 5 and I gobbled up books as though they were candy-coated. I read all the Nancy Drews, Hardy Boys, Black Stallions, Trixie Beldens, Bobbsey Twins, Saddle Clubs, Babysitter Clubs, everything on the suggested list based upon my grade. I devoured.
Back in 1989, my family and I moved to a rather large dairy out in the boonies in Modesto off of Dos Rios Lane. What a great street name. We had this one couch -- it was navy and covered in a very soft material. My folks had suspended a light with a rope chain from the ceiling directly over the couch. It was the best reading spot ever. I'd stuff a couch pillow behind my head and shoulders and read for hours upon hours upon hours. And the location was especially great for running around the house in giddiness. Like the time Frank Hardy finally kissed Nancy Drew. I threw the book down, screamed and ran around the house. It was fantastic.
So my back is a bit jacked up from time to time. Which leads to posture. That hunched posture I started some twenty years ago didn't exactly help me in the long run. In April I decided to do some adult things. Like get my blood pressure under control, lose some weight and fix my back and shoulder.
During the last few days before I left Thailand, I must have stepped or swam wrong and had really nasty sciatic pain down my left leg. I'm horrible about taking medicine so I decided to go see this chiropractor who had done wonders for Heather. I met with Monique for three hours. During this time, the bone whisperer emphasized just how important posture is to my well-being. "Just thrust out your chest. You got the goods, might as well show 'em off." Once I started improving my posture, my back achiness diminished.
I could talk about posturing but that is something totally different.
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