Cue Culture Club.
Imagine Boy George sadly crooning, "Do you really want to hurt me... do you really want to make me cry?" That, my friends is what I hear every time the hula hoop clatters to the ground at my feet!
I was a master hula hooper (is that a word?!) as a child, so naturally I assumed it was like riding a bicycle! Wrong!! So very wrong! Oh and did I mention these new fan-dangled (again, is that a word?!) fancy pants hula hoops are weighted? Yeah...
I owe this new purchase to my friend Brenna, a friend for many years, and then some. She mentioned that she wanted one and I latched on! I'd been thinking about it for a few years, I have a few acquaintances that hoop, but I've been waiting for someone I see on the reg to get one!
Enter Brenna... and lovely lady, I'm not sure whether to hug you or bill you for my Advil!
Who knew such a staple of childhood would be so HARD?!
I purchased my hoop from Canyon Hoops:
Canyon Hoops
I was a master hula hooper (is that a word?!) as a child, so naturally I assumed it was like riding a bicycle! Wrong!! So very wrong! Oh and did I mention these new fan-dangled (again, is that a word?!) fancy pants hula hoops are weighted? Yeah...
I owe this new purchase to my friend Brenna, a friend for many years, and then some. She mentioned that she wanted one and I latched on! I'd been thinking about it for a few years, I have a few acquaintances that hoop, but I've been waiting for someone I see on the reg to get one!
Enter Brenna... and lovely lady, I'm not sure whether to hug you or bill you for my Advil!
Who knew such a staple of childhood would be so HARD?!
ahhh... sigh, finally- I got it!!!! And in the words of my dear friend Brenna: "I hooped for ten seconds! I squealed like a little girl." Me too my friend, me too!
I purchased my hoop from Canyon Hoops:
Canyon Hoops
It is definitely not like riding a bike....that's for sure! Quinn and I visited my mom's 3rd grade class one day....and I tried out the 'ol hoola hoop.....I was also a hoola hooper back in my grade school days....the hoola hoop no longer loves these hips......maybe that's they key....to be a skinny beanpole little girl with no hips.....because it can't be that I am no longer good at something that I once dominated! Haha
ReplyDeletehahahah! Leslie! :)
ReplyDeleteyou know what i finally figured out? I had to keep the hoop higher than I used to and I'm sure that's a hip thing- your theory must be right!
OR you had a defective hoop ;) hee hee!!
Oh my gosh, this cracks me up...
ReplyDeleteIn 8th grade I won a hula hoop competition and a ribbon, so obviously since then I 've felt like an Olympic gold medalist hula hooper.
Anyway, a few years ago- Jeff had one custom made for me! With sparkles and pink + white stripes.... It's awesome. And yes, the weight thing is new... but I like it! A heavy hula hoop is a fun work-out. If you're on Garden Street, and look up at the second to last window in my building, you can see my hula hoop. It hides behind the curtain when not in use. :)
Haha Coral, I'm pretty sure I've seen it! I'll look again tomorrow on my way to work!
ReplyDeleteI could hula with that best of them, but gosh darn it, I never won a competition or got a ribbon! Sooooo basically you win! We should hoop together- you could teach me a thing or two! Now that would be a photo shoot! :)