The first several weeks of my hooping journey have been blissful. I’ve been constantly surrounded by other hoopers…encouraged and inspired by their passion and skills. I realize that this is not the norm for most people who are starting out. Many times, you might be the only person in a 50 mile radius with a hoop (or at least it feels that way!). So I am grateful that I have a home on wheels and that I can travel to seek out hoop community.
However, upon arriving at my parent’s home in Iowa…I had an epiphany. I put on some music, grabbed my hoop and realized that it was the FIRST time I had hooped alone. There was no one to judge. No one to watch. No one to impress. It was just me and the hoop. I felt so free. I was free to dance crazier, faster, slower, you name it. I didn’t care what it looked like and it was amazing.
I haven’t had a moment like it since. I usually have Bella hooping by my side, which results in “Mama, WATCH THIS!!” before every move…or Lucy is sleeping and I can’t turn up the music as loud as I would like. I’ve found myself craving some time alone in the hoop.
I’ve also found myself combining my hooping with prayer time. Changing up the music a bit completely alters the mood and I can turn it into a meditation time instead of just exercise or fun. Just me and Jesus in the hoop.
What is your favorite time of day to hoop and where?
Do you hoop in a certain room of your house? Outside?
What are your thoughts on hooping alone?
I would love to hear…
*Photo: The lovely Rebecca | Walnut Woods – Des Moines, IA