I am trying to fight the good fight against bad posture around the globe but what am I supposed to do when all of the world’s superheroes conspire against me.
There I was, on a mild summer’s day, minding my own business in the Union Square Barnes and Noble.
My children were in search of Encyclopedia Brown and Harry Potter, and I was contemplating what to cook for dinner, when I ran into an acquaintance with back pain. Innocently enough I began talking to him about posture when out of the corner of my eye I saw the do-gooders assembled in a line.
I turned slowly to confront them. They stared me down. I glared back.
“You are all leaning backwards!” I yelled
They mocked me with their silent stares.
“Look at your hyperextension.” I implored.
They refused to budge. Oh those compressed lumbars!
“Don’t you know what you are doing to yourselves and all the young people that look up to you?”
I showed them my best posture and dared them to try and take me down. I thought I heard the Batman laugh but maybe I was mistaken. I contemplated my next move.
What is a posture teacher to do when most cultural norms reinforce negative patterns that fail to serve us?
Oh the humanity!