I’m pretty proud of myself this week. I achieved my goal of stretching three times and I even included some “bonus stretching” at my desk at work. Granted, it was only a minute or two of light stretching, but I did it several times throughout the day, most days. Wooo! Setting and achieving goals actually feels … good? Does this mean I should stop setting embarrassingly low expectations so that I’m never disappointed?
TOO REAL, MOVING ON.
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Experiment time! AKA summer is ending and I need an indoor hobby and I need more reasons to blog.
I’ve never been able to do the splits, unless that weird memory I have of doing the splits in tights in the hallway of my childhood home is real, but I’m pretty sure that is a tall tale that I tricked myself into being true.
In high school and college, I was so inflexible–
HOW INFLEXIBLE WERE YOU?!
I was so inflexible that I couldn’t even touch my toes! I don’t think I could even reach my ankles, honestly. I played sports and was fairly in shape, but my string bean body had the flexibility of my parents negotiating my curfew in high school. And by that, I mean NO FLEXIBILITY AT ALL! *teenage angst*
Continue reading “Can a 27-Year-Old Train Herself How to Do the Splits?”