Today, I had round dancing, and while my frame is improving some, and I'm becoming more aware of what needs to be done, I'm a long ways off. It certainly doesn't help that my lower back was killing me (likely as a result of too much standing during work and improper technique). Honestly, my posture is bad enough that I sort-of feel like I should be wearing a corset during the day: something to force all the muscles from below my shoulder right to my waist to stay in alignment, to correct the years of neglect and damage that have been done. (I don't think it'd be good for it to be on all the time--something like 16 hours on, to really, really work the muscles of my body into their correct position and strength, and then eight hours of letting them regenerate.)
Anyway, as you might be able to guess, it was during said driving to round dancing that I noted the gorgeous scenery. What a wonderful winterland, indeed.