01/06/2026
Alignment isn’t something I’ve ever “had.”
It’s something I’ve had to practice.
These two photos were taken minutes apart.
Same body.
Same strength.
Very different story.
In the first image, my head drifts forward, ribs drop, and my upper back collapses just enough to matter. Not dramatic. Not unsafe. But not aligned.
In the second, there’s a conscious correction—eyes forward, spine organized, weight distributed with intention.
This is what alignment actually looks like in real life:
not perfection, but awareness.
Posture isn’t about looking a certain way.
It’s about longevity.
Because I don’t want to spend my later decades staring at the ground—not out of humility, but because my thoracic spine no longer can extend.
Alignment is a daily negotiation between strength, mobility, breath, and attention.
And yes—sometimes it’s a fight.
Sometimes it’s a reminder.
Sometimes it’s simply a pause.
This is the work.
Not aesthetic.
Foundational.
Let’s pause, breathe, and thrive.
