Shoulders. Mine are okay.
Legs? Well, not as much.
But my shoulders. Different story.
I got my skinny legs from my Dad. The broad shoulders came from my Dad too. Pretty much, I’m a carbon copy of my Dad. The Native American blood runs deep.
My shoulders are strong. I have never had to ‘work’ at my shoulders. People sometimes tell me they want arms or shoulders like mine.
How do you get strong shoulders? from hours and hours and hours of Turbo Kick and PiYo and whatever other class I was teaching practice, from carrying car seat # 1, # 2, and # 3, while holding on to small hands, from providing a place for a sleepy baby to nestle or a sick baby to cry, from carrying the weight of the death of a parent, from supporting a teenager’s head in tough times, from consistency...
Sometimes shoulders, more than any other body part, tell the story of our life. Yes, these shoulders are strong.
I bet yours are too. What story do your shoulders tell? #yesyoucan#strengthwithin #strongereveryday #max30
Married to a college football coach, 3 daughters, Beachbody Master Trainer and Coach, Disney fanatic, aspire to inspire, serve others, and be a force of passion. Meet Julie!