If all you have is a hammer, then everything looks like a nail.
With my current physiotherapy preoccupation, I seem to see fellow sufferers/devotees everywhere. Herewith, photos from a recent trip to the Left Coast as reminders that what I see in my photos depends on what else is happening in my life, and that the technical excellence (or lack thereof) of my photos isn’t always the point. What a great hobby: It can be enjoyed on so many levels.
Hold, and breathe . . .
Don’t move into pain . . .
Clams got legs: Do turtles got glutes?
Love the turtle exercising his glutes! Gave me a much needed chuckle!
Alison – Great! The chuckle, I mean, not the needing one . . .
Too funny!
Reminds me of an excruciatingly difficult exercise John had to do years ago for his “etcher’s hump” neck problem. The exercise sheet gave detailed instructions, including No 5 — “Stop holding your breath — breathe!”
Barbara – Yes, the physio routinely tells me to remember to breathe while doing things that require so much concentration they shut down all autonomic functions!