6.0 On The Richter Scale
For whatever reason, I'm still super merry. That's like, two whole days in a row and IT'S FREAKING ME OUT.
But, tra la la I don't care because I'm haaaa-peeeeeee! Ha, ha, I said 'pee' and am therefore a common gutter dwelling wench.
On to the important stuff: my new hula hoop arrived yesterday, and Ha! Hee! Hoo! I can do it! I can 'hoop, baby. I am one with the hoopage.
Never mind the fact that I didn't really listen to my friend who recommended a weighted hoop when she told me to go slow and expect bruising the first week. Me tough. Me padded. Me badass.
Me look like I've been worked over with baseball bat. Hoo-baby. And not just on my waist, either. All up and down my torso and on both outer knees because that's where the *#$%$@%$$!!! hoop kept whacking me when I couldn't get the momentum down.
Apparently the instructions on the box weren't kidding, and neither was my friend. But truth be told, it is super fun. SUPER. As much fun as when I did the jumping section of the New York City Ballet Workout. As much fun as my trampoline episodes.
After inflicting damage to assorted body parts, I finally got the thing hula-ing and while my skeptical children looked on with raised eyebrows, I started giggling. And giggling. And I couldn't stop, except for a few times when I raised my arms overhead and yelled "wooo!"
I even got to strut my bruised self to swimming class with my youngest today. I wore my granny suit, my bathrobe and some jaunty sandals with kitten heels to accentuate the large welts on my legs. The hoop manufacturer claims that with daily use, you can lose up to two inches a month around your waist. I think what happens is this: the force of the hoop pulverizes the fat and sends it to places north or south of your waist proper.
Whatever the case, it made me laugh to do it, and THAT'S the kind of workout I need.
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Comments
That's awesome! I am a non-hooper and have been ALL of my life - So I salute you - A new sister in the crazy hooping world that is hula!!!!!! :)
Posted by: mrsrum | April 28, 2005 3:43 AM
Hmmm, I may have to get me one of those. But I bruise easy, so I'll go slow.
Posted by: Bluegrass Mama | April 28, 2005 7:34 AM
I'm so proud of you! I used to be a master hula hooper, but now I can't hoop it even twice! To my dismay, my 74 year old mother can hoop all day long... (and giggle and hoot while she hoops). That's ok; I'm good at other things... :)
Posted by: rugdesigner | April 28, 2005 9:54 AM
Nothing says "progress" like migrating fat.
Posted by: AJ | April 28, 2005 12:38 PM
Maybe it makes you loose weight by compacting the weight by the repeated smashing. OR making you so bruised that you cannot make it to the fridge to stuff your face. OH, OR it helps you loose by laughing... which is, after all, the best medicine.
No wonder you’re a giggle crack box!
And my, do you look svelte!
Posted by: Elaine | April 28, 2005 2:58 PM
If you find out where the energy came from, can you let me know? Is it the hoop? What makes it a "sport" hoop, as apposed to a regular hoop?
I bet it's the sleep. (energy) Maybe I will try that novel idea, and sleep. HA! hahahahh!!!!
Posted by: Tammy/averagemom | April 28, 2005 3:15 PM
I don't know if you just talked me into buying one or out of it!
Posted by: buffi | April 28, 2005 8:04 PM
Hi there, I justed wanted to delurk finally and say hi. I love ur blog! You have inspired me to start one of my own a couple weeks ago! Thanks!
Posted by: Stacie | April 29, 2005 8:44 AM
I am awestruck by your ability to make it happen. I've never been able to make the hoop defy gravity. It mocks me in its permanent position on the floor.
Your experience has motivated me to try again.
Posted by: Carmi | April 29, 2005 8:56 AM
Happiness rocks! La la la . . . just want to be happy too!!
Posted by: Philip | April 29, 2005 10:39 AM
"haaaa-peeeeeee!" made me laugh because you wrote "pee" with an exclamation point...and then you wrote about writing "pee" that made me laugh some more. So I guess you've started me on a new workout. the "laugh-at-pee" workout. yes it is fun.
.....and I'm so stealing the phrase "common gutter dwelling wench".
Posted by: Lee | April 29, 2005 11:06 AM