Friday, 2 June 2017

The Hunchback of Northern Johannesburg



I've always had problems with posture. It's often attributed to a lack of self confidence - you hunch your shoulders to hide yourself. I suppose being overweight for 25 years has that effect.

In grade 3, my school principle (lovely woman apart from the spacial boundaries) would pull my shoulders back when she passed me in the halls.

From the day I started personal training, my trainer would tell me to stick my chest out and pull my shoulders back. If I don't, hello massive man traps.

In spinning, same story. Relax your shoulders. Yoga? Relax your shoulders, sit up tall. 

I'm really trying to get rid of this Quasimodo hump. When I stretch to touch my toes, I fully resemble the gentle giant from Notre Dame. 

I've noticed it a lot more recently. Not sure if I'm hunching even more or if I've simply become more aware of it. When I eventually notice how slouched my shoulders are, I can't believe I'm not mistaken for Igor more often.

I've asked many trainers what I can do to improve my posture and the advice remains constant - you need to actively pull your shoulders back and tuck your tail bone in. This is so much easier said than done but, short of taping my entire upper body, it's the only option.