Every morning, the moment I wake up, I scan my body.
Hey, knees and ankles! Did I f*ck you up yet? No? SWEET.
This used to be the first thing I was aware of. (I suppose this reveals quite a bit about my shifting priorities.) I only tend to notice vocal discomfort or funkiness if I’ve eaten unhealthy food the night before. Most singers exhibit some symptoms of acid reflux. Luckily, mine only show up if I have pizza and ice cream at 9pm. And sometimes, that happens.
My muscles are the only area in which I’m *hoping* to find discomfort. If I’ve gone to Dailey Method the day before, I hope to feel some aching in my arms, abs, legs, and bootay. If I don’t, I wonder if I could have pushed myself a bit harder in class. The answer is probably always “yes.”
I’m fortunate not to carry any weight in my abdomen
::ducking as you all throw heavy things at my face. Nice try!!::
Since it’s pretty um, flat, it’s the window to my food intake and my hormones. For example, last night after eating three pieces of deep dish pizza (SO WORTH IT), I looked like I was in my second trimester. I was carrying really high. It’s a boy pizza.
Scanning the front of my body honestly helps guide my food choices for the day. If I’m super bloaty, I’ll avoid things the foods that contribute to my bloating.
Is it a happy day? Am I anxious about anything on the horizon? Am I psyched about my workout or my students or my three pieces of deep dish pizza I’m going to eat?
Welcome to the inner workings of my somewhat obsessive mind.
Anyone else scan themselves when they wake up?