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Life, Memes, and Work: Body Weight Squat quaddoc Derp Face Knee Collapse Valgus Arch Falls No Foot Activation Happy face No Knee Collapse Foot Muscles Activated Arch held THIS QUICK TEST COULD TELL YOU WHY YOUR BODY HURTS I know what you're thinking...why do a bodyweight squat? 😣 Could I be a little obsessed squats? I may be 😏 but I will never tell you. HOWEVER a bodyweight squat is a great way to look at multiple joints moving within a given motion. More specifically we are looking to see what the feet and knees are doing in the bottom position. . So drop into a squat and compare your bottom position to @quaddoc's. Are you the ✅ or ❌? . Ideally, we are looking for the knees to track out over the middle of the foot so you give the pelvis room to rotate over the femur. If you collapse in, the hip internally rotates and can lead to a pinching feeling in the groin or crease of the hip. . Fun Anatomy Fact 🤓: Pelvis + Femur = Hip. Think of it like a ball and socket. . If you are the ❌ fear not. This simply means we got some work to do such as building up hip and foot stability. Start by gripping the ground with the foot, especially at the big toe and then pull the knees out wide so that you engage the glutes. Adding a light band around the knees can be great feedback to make sure you push out throughout the movement. . You may also see variations as in one foot may cave while the other one doesn't. If you are seeing your joints buckling under your own weight, there's a good chance it's happening anytime you add speed or load, so hopefully this sheds some 💡 light as to why you are feeling pain-discomfort in your daily life. . Comment below 👇 share your results. MyodetoxOrlando Myodetox
Life, Memes, and Work: Body Weight Squat
 quaddoc
 Derp Face
 Knee
 Collapse
 Valgus
 Arch Falls
 No Foot
 Activation
 Happy face
 No Knee
 Collapse
 Foot Muscles
 Activated
 Arch held
THIS QUICK TEST COULD TELL YOU WHY YOUR BODY HURTS I know what you're thinking...why do a bodyweight squat? 😣 Could I be a little obsessed squats? I may be 😏 but I will never tell you. HOWEVER a bodyweight squat is a great way to look at multiple joints moving within a given motion. More specifically we are looking to see what the feet and knees are doing in the bottom position. . So drop into a squat and compare your bottom position to @quaddoc's. Are you the ✅ or ❌? . Ideally, we are looking for the knees to track out over the middle of the foot so you give the pelvis room to rotate over the femur. If you collapse in, the hip internally rotates and can lead to a pinching feeling in the groin or crease of the hip. . Fun Anatomy Fact 🤓: Pelvis + Femur = Hip. Think of it like a ball and socket. . If you are the ❌ fear not. This simply means we got some work to do such as building up hip and foot stability. Start by gripping the ground with the foot, especially at the big toe and then pull the knees out wide so that you engage the glutes. Adding a light band around the knees can be great feedback to make sure you push out throughout the movement. . You may also see variations as in one foot may cave while the other one doesn't. If you are seeing your joints buckling under your own weight, there's a good chance it's happening anytime you add speed or load, so hopefully this sheds some 💡 light as to why you are feeling pain-discomfort in your daily life. . Comment below 👇 share your results. MyodetoxOrlando Myodetox

THIS QUICK TEST COULD TELL YOU WHY YOUR BODY HURTS I know what you're thinking...why do a bodyweight squat? 😣 Could I be a little obsessed s...

Being Alone, Home Alone, and Life: Me: *home alone* hears noise Me WHO'S THERE? l HAVE A BELT AND I'M NOT AFRAID TO HANG MYSELF For those of you who have read my other stories and asked if there was more and received cryptic answers from me, I want to apologize for being dishonest. I said several times in the comments that nothing really happened after “Footsteps,” but that wasn’t true. The events of the following story weren’t locked away in the recesses of my mind; I’ve always remembered them. It wasn’t until I remembered “Balloons” and spoke with my mother about the following events that I realized how intertwined this story was with everything else, but I originally hadn’t really planned on sharing this anyway. My desire to withhold this memory was due mostly to the fact that I don’t think I showed good judgment in it; I also wanted consent from another person to tell it, so as to not misrepresent what transpired. I didn’t expect there to be a lot of interest in my other stories, so I never thought I’d really get pressed for more details, and I would have been happy to keep this to myself for the rest of my life. I haven’t been able to reach the other party, but I would feel disingenuous withholding this story from those who wanted more information now that I’ve spoken with my mother and another connecting line has been drawn. What follows is as accurate a recollection as I could manage. I apologize for the length. I spent the summer before my first year of elementary school learning how to climb trees. There was one particular pine tree right outside my house that seemed almost designed for me. It had branches that were so low I could easily grab them without a boost, and for the first couple days after I first learned how to pull myself up I would just sit on the lowest branch, dangling my feet. The tree was outside our back fence and was easily visible from the kitchen window which was just above the sink. Before too long my mother and I developed a routine where I would go play on the tree when she washed the dishes because she could easily see me while she did other things.
Being Alone, Home Alone, and Life: Me: *home alone* hears noise
 Me
 WHO'S THERE?
 l HAVE A BELT AND I'M NOT
 AFRAID TO HANG MYSELF
For those of you who have read my other stories and asked if there was more and received cryptic answers from me, I want to apologize for being dishonest. I said several times in the comments that nothing really happened after “Footsteps,” but that wasn’t true. The events of the following story weren’t locked away in the recesses of my mind; I’ve always remembered them. It wasn’t until I remembered “Balloons” and spoke with my mother about the following events that I realized how intertwined this story was with everything else, but I originally hadn’t really planned on sharing this anyway. My desire to withhold this memory was due mostly to the fact that I don’t think I showed good judgment in it; I also wanted consent from another person to tell it, so as to not misrepresent what transpired. I didn’t expect there to be a lot of interest in my other stories, so I never thought I’d really get pressed for more details, and I would have been happy to keep this to myself for the rest of my life. I haven’t been able to reach the other party, but I would feel disingenuous withholding this story from those who wanted more information now that I’ve spoken with my mother and another connecting line has been drawn. What follows is as accurate a recollection as I could manage. I apologize for the length. I spent the summer before my first year of elementary school learning how to climb trees. There was one particular pine tree right outside my house that seemed almost designed for me. It had branches that were so low I could easily grab them without a boost, and for the first couple days after I first learned how to pull myself up I would just sit on the lowest branch, dangling my feet. The tree was outside our back fence and was easily visible from the kitchen window which was just above the sink. Before too long my mother and I developed a routine where I would go play on the tree when she washed the dishes because she could easily see me while she did other things.

For those of you who have read my other stories and asked if there was more and received cryptic answers from me, I want to apologize for be...