Wednesday, December 05, 2012
MostMom1 of hula hoop fame here in Sparkdom AND out in the real world is worried about me not being able to hula hoop. I'm mentioned several times how each practice session becomes an exercise in picking it up off the driveway.
She wanted to make sure I have an adult size hoop. Translated, that means "big enough to go around my middle and then some." and for some that might mean it should be as tall as your eyes. You know, 5 X 5??
Okay, my sister is a personal trainer and she gave me her adult hoop since the one I made (big enough) was too floppy. Neither one worked. But I'm not complaining. All of that bending down resulted in me being able to bendover and pick things up. I had resorted to one of those lever hands to pick dirty laundry off the floor.
But the best thing was going down 3 jean sizes.
Hey I haven't tried to hoop since then. I can put hula hooping back into my routine as a cross training activity. 5K training today. Picking up the hula hoop tomorrow. I wonder what used more calories, keeping the hoop up at waist level after you let go, or picking it up to go again . . . and again . . . and again. . .
I'm NOT one to give up.