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Hooping

I started hooping. I decided to put it on 'paper' so that I stick to it. Mostly, I decided because of T's passion but I must admit I am attracted to the idea of flow. I feel my life lacks flow and maybe on creating physical flow the mental will follow too. And let's face it, if mummy tummy goes away while I have fun practicing something new, feeling like I am learning as I have not done in years, I am in. No, pilates did not count as learning, it never left the pain stage. 
What I also like about it is that it flows with me. I do it when I want or am able to do it rather than on a schedule. I do it at home or in the terrace, after C is asleep or if she is away. And for as long as I want too, as structured as I want to. A sport that flows with me has ti be my sport. I used to think surf was my sport but given I stopped going to the beach every week it kind of stopped flowing with me. Si this is my new commitment. 
And given I know myself, I am committed to do it every day, so that perhaps i do it 5 times a week. T will be upset to know that I did not bring it with me to the holidays. But given I had to go through the office I did not think its shiny beauty was gping tp surpass their curiosity. B realised today and said he would like to carry it and tell the world he is hooping. Maybe next time :) until then, i will have to find other ways for my life to flow this week!
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