PRACTICE MAKES PERFECT You’d think it would be unconscious. I’ve been sitting on my bum for years. Except, despite the evidence of the architecture, as it were, there are about ten million different ways to sit on one’s bum.
Right now I’m a little bit forward, as I tap away on the laptop, and I’m actually sitting on my thighs.
I roll back a little— hmm, those are the seat bones, maybe?
I shift so that the position of my legs approximates the distance they acquire in the saddle. I lean, lean, lean back— nope, that’s the base of my spine.
Where is my bum?
Believe me, you can’t miss it… but where exactly is that suddenly elusive part that will be the ultimate measure of my success?
I think I felt it yesterday— no, I know I felt it, I’m just unsure as to the precise geography of the thing. I was coming down the H side of the arena, looking where I was going, my back was astonishing straight, and my pelvis was tilted— ah, just got it, just now in my desk chair.
So my bum bone’s connected to my hip bone. Gotcha.
The thing is, I was also conscious of my legs being really long, and my heels being very down, so my bum bone’s connected to my hip bone—
And my hip bone’s connected to my leg bone—
And my leg bone’s connected to my heel bone—
That song’s going to be in my head all day.
MANY BRAVE FOOLS 
Oh my – I LOVED these last two entries; I was snorting & wheezing & Tux was looking very concerned … I am having the same problem with seat, as in ‘where the feck IS IT’? Feck knows there’s enough of it. I’m aware of the times when I’m centred & everything is going smoothly … but then I start concentrating on straightening my back & correcting the swayed / old grey mare thing, then I try to suck in the gut & firm up the pelvic core, & then there’s just too much going on & I may as well drop the reins & lose a stirrup while I’m at it [that might help actually]. There’s the sitting too far forward where you end up sitting on your um bits, and then there’s the lounge chair look which may have been fashionable in Stubbs’ time but not nowadays … ARGH. I think I’ll try focusing on lengthening my [v short] legs & see if that helps with alignment, given your riff on the old classic.
Yes; thinking about stuff makes aforementioned stuff harder, more complicated & less pleasant. Shall go drink more wine, kill more brain cells, be happy 🙂
Also; riding lessons as the new relationship counselling? I think you’re on to something. Is it covered by the NHS?