conditioned reflex

The lift door opened and there she was standing in front of me. Instinctively, I rolled back my shoulders, held my head high, puffed my chest and sucked in my stomach. She looked at me and smiled. I kept my posture and we chatted all the way to the studio. The moment we parted for our respective classes, I immediately deflated like a balloon. Like a conditioned puppy who drools at the sound of a bell, I am conditioned to maintain my posture whenever I see my dance instructor.

"lucky i do not have to do this"-cj

If not I'm going to get a earful for the next lesson. she has that silent growl.