Day 7

Day 7! Yah!!! Today was stretching and I discovered I’m waaaaaaay tighter on my left side than I am on my right side. It used to be the other way around. I also carry all of my stress and tension in my upper back.

I did my weekly measure in and after a week of yoga I lost some on my arms and legs. Not really surprised about that at all. What this shows me is I don’t use my core muscles as much as I should be. That will be changing.

Here are the inches I’ve gotten rid of:
Neck = 1
Arms = 1
Bust = 1
Waist = 3
Stomach = 8.5
Hips = 5 .5
Thighs = 4
Calf = 1

Let’s talk about Flappers! Since I was a little girl I was obsessed with them. I wanted to be one. I made my mother dress me like one. Why was I obsessed? I have no idea. I was a very young girl and I highly doubt that I’d ever seen a silent movie at that point. So, why the obsession? Was I Flapper in another life?

As I continued to be in love with the idea of being a Flapper I learned a lot about them. They were going against the system and how women were perceived. They dressed the way they wanted. Listened to music that was taboo. They did things that were considered ‘unladylike’. They stood up for themselves. Sound like someone you know. My love of Flappers definitely shaped who I am today.

What were you obsessed with as a kid that you still have a great love for to this day? Who did the yoga challenge today?

2 comments

  1. When I was a kid, I favoured “boy” clothes over girl clothes and often played male characters when we played dress-up, since they were mainly the ones who got to do the most in the stories I saw – have the greatest adventures and the most fun. This was basically a precursor to my present day non-gender-conforming self; I still identify as a woman – it just doesn’t feel natural for me to dress, present or behave in traditional “feminine” ways.

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