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Friday, December 02, 2011

Hey guys, bear with me while I geek out a moment. The Godzilla-like audio delay on my video yesterday was making me nuts. I don't want to delete the first blog, I just want to post the video again in a slightly different format, to see if it works. Thanks for being my guinea pigs; you know how I love guinea pigs. :)

ORIGINAL BLOG (good grief Shelli, pull it together) :)
I finally got a chance to report back from my first hoop class. We had SO much fun! I took Audrey, her BFF (Emily) and we met one of my friends and her DD there. Turns out, they cancelled the class at the last minute because the teacher was gone. But all the regular hoopers stayed to hoop, just for fun. The class was a little slice of people pie--all shapes, sizes and different ages. We took our own hoops, (see vlog) but there were plenty there. Somebody plugged in an iPod, cranked up the music and everybody started hooping. There were all different skill levels and everybody was sharing tips and tricks. Hoops were spinning and flying through the air; everybody was laughing and smiling. There was a ton of energy in the room. My friend had never hooped before, but she had a blast. (She ordered her first hoop when she got home.) I was finally able to ask an experienced hooper for help on things that have been stumping me and I was able to share a few tricks too. YouTube tutorials are great, but in-person help makes such a huge difference. Next week is another freestyle class and then the teacher will be back. You can bet I'll be there.

When I got home that night, I thought about what made that evening so much fun. I mean, we were in a gym, sweating up a storm. It was a serious cardio workout. Yet, they had to run us out of there; nobody was ready to stop. That's not normally how I feel about exercise. And then it hit me--when was the last time I was with a group of adults, just to play? No agenda, no competition, no pressure--just pure, joyful play. That's rare! It was like recess, only better, because nobody had cooties. :)

PS: Thanks DAIMERE, for teaching me those behind the back passes. They're fun!
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