In case you don't already know, I will begin this entry by saying that I am an avid hula hooper. Lately, I've even dabbled in making my own hoops. Have I always been so fond of the hoop? Well, my love of hooping began when I was but a wee child, but I went through a dark period in my adult life in which I forgot how to hoop.
Here is the story as told in an entry from my old blog entitled, “Me, I Want a Hula Hoop”:
(Originally written April 7, 2008)
I recently took up a new hobby - hula hooping! By recently, of course, I mean very recently - about 2 hours ago. I have quickly fallen in love with the mystifying art, but I have not yet mastered the elusive hoop. I have been researching techniques online, but to no avail. I can’t get the hoop to stay on my waist for more than a couple of seconds. I can do it on my neck and my arm, but not my waist. I am very disappointed. I once considered myself a hula hoop guru of sorts. I took home many a ribbon from the hula hooping contests in the Elementary School Field Days of yesteryear. I even started my own circus act called "Limber Amber" involving various hula hoop tricks, cartwheels, and human-pretzel-type feats performed in my grandmother’s back yard. But now...I’m washed up. I will continue to attempt to re-romance the hoop. Maybe I can resharpen my skills to what they once were. Who knows? One day, I might even go back on the road.
After much research on the topic, I finally figured out the problem. I (an adult) was using a child's size hula hoop. I bought a slightly larger hoop and found it to be much easier, but still my hoop was too small. I decided I needed an adult sized hoop, which, as it turns out, are very hard to come by. This was the inspiration behind my decision to make my own hoops.
Now, I'm hoopin' around all over God's green earth! (I even keep one at the office.) Ain't no stoppin' me now!
| Some of my handiwork. |
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| Viva la hula! |
