Bad at Forgetting the Point of All This
As you can see, I've been brushing up on my anatomy.
This is part preparation for my upcoming fall schedule, and part coping mechanism for my upcoming fall schedule anxiety. Sometimes I forget that I often know what I'm talking about. Imposter syndrome, it's a thing.
When caught-up in the anatomical nuts and bolts of it, I find it's easy to forget how lovely yoga is. Not as a mystical cure-all for life, but as a simple road map for using the felt sense of my body to find my way back to myself again and again. It's nice. I like it. And at times like this, I need that way more than I need a breakdown of the glenohumeral joint.
However, I also like my, and everyone else's, shoulders intact so anatomical study is important. It's just not everything.