My moment of triumph...

I tried to hula again this morning expecting my usual feeble attempt. I find that after a couple of spins of the hoops I end up slowly crouching down more and more with my legs until I resemble the stereotypical Russian dancer pose... not very comfortable but at least the hoop keeps spinning.

The first attempt was the same as usual, my wife was providing some morale support and tips before heading back upstairs. My second attempt was better, almost standing up and hooping for a couple of minutes. The third attempt was nirvana... my moment of triumph... I was hula hooping standing up. It's a shame that my wife wasn't there to share the moment with me... it was a personal triumph as for nearly 40 years I've never been able to hula hoop and every attempt has been an embarrassing disaster.

My technique is still far from perfect, I was standing up however the hoop spins at a noticeable angle from horizontal and on the front of my body sits above my belly and below my chest, so it is a little high. Looks like I have a few more bruises however I have succeeded in crossing one of my barriers.. the ability to hoop.

Let's hope my next attempt continues to progress rather than regress, however now I've managed it once I know I can do it, so the mental barrier is gone. I just have to improve my technique which I hope my wife will be able to help me with considering her expertise at hula hooping.