Round and Round and Round We Go

Isn’t it funny how quickly we lose certain skill sets?  If I go without walking for a week, the first walk after my break makes my heart pound just a little bit faster.  My body feels the burn and regrets that we ever slacked off.  I always vow to remain consistent so that I do not have to feel like I’m starting all over again. During one summer break, I remembered that I used to be a champion hula hooper.  Don’t get me wrong.  I wasn’t entered in competitions.  I didn’t stand in front of large crowds and show off my skills.  But I was BAD!  Do you hear me?

I was so cold with it that I could make the hula hoop rotate from my neck down to my ankles.  And then wind it back up to my little waist.  Man, I was easily entertained as a kid.  Give me that hula hoop and some open space, and it was on.

Beyonce had a music video many years ago that showcased her hula hoop skills.  Seeing that video brought back my love for the toy.  I was in my twenties at this point.  So, ya’ll already know what I did after I saw that video.  I went and purchased a hula hoop.  Surely, it was like riding a bike.  I had rhythm as a kid.  This was going to be a piece of cake and a fun way to burn some calories.

I gathered my little cousins in my mom’s driveway.  It was a hot summer day.  I was going to show them a fun new activity.  Our summer shenanigans were being initiated.  Well, the fun did start.  The fun of seeing me fumble, that is.  I COULD NOT MAKE A FULL ROTATION!  I would push that hula hoop and my hips, and the hula hoop would fall straight to the ground.  I tried several techniques when the tried and true methods of yesteryear weren’t doing the trick.  My little cousin had more success, but it wasn’t looking so hot for her either.  An epic fail.

The hula hoop found a home in the back of my closet in my mom’s house. When I finally got around to moving more of my clothes out of her house this spring, there sat my long lost friend. I stuck it in the closet of my house and let it rest. Sweet Baby found it lying there and decided to give it a whirl. Whirl is the best word that I can use. She shook and twisted and turned. Round and round. Round and round. Over time, she tasted small moments of victory and celebrated by shouting at the top of her lungs. It was a thrill for her.

I took it as a sign that I need to reinstitute my attempts.  I have plenty of time.  And space.  I know ya’ll are interested.  I’ll let you know how it goes.  My life  can’t be all full of doom and gloom.  And although life has changed around here, a girl still has to have goals.  Make a sweet memory today.  Find a reason to smile.  And also pray that I can do this gracefully.  Maybe Bible Study Brother will let me be in his next music video then.  The verdict is still out on that one.   #wepreach