How I got my groove back

ImageIt’s been awhile since I had a good hard core, rock out, hoop jam session, but tonight was my night. Part of it has been that the husband and I have just recently returned from a 6 week road trip. The other part of it has been that it  has not dropped below 105 degrees for some time now- and that is just too dang hot to do anything in! Today however I decided to bite the desert dust and go for it, for it has been long over due. That and I have a brand new, super awesome, LED atomic hoop to boot! This hoop is the bees knees and has been patiently sitting in the corner of my room just waiting for a good spin. 

I gave it a go earlier in the day while the sun was still behind cloud cover. I suppose I lasted 15 minutes or so before that burning orb decided to make an inevitable appearance and bake me from the inside out. It felt good but didn’t feel quite enough. My attempt to go to the gym today was quickly thwarted once we arrived and realized that it closes early on Sunday. No matter. It left me with plenty of energy to head out into the cover of night and get my hoop groove on. This plan of action didn’t actually come to fruition until I was finished salivating over my hearty dinner of hawaiian pizza and subjecting my eyes to some rather inspirational hoop videos. They get me every time. 

But that is only half the motivation. The other half consists of music. I will admit, I have been in a music rut. It’s amazing when one has close to 600 songs on one’s playlist and there is just nothing on there worth listening to anymore. That put me on a mission and subsequently brought with it the purchase of 3 new tunes. Naturally, I will listen to these songs until death do us part, (so a few weeks straight maybe?) and then it will once again be time for something new. For this particular evening, they well served their purpose. 

Finally ready to go with hoop in hand and iPod in pocket, I cranked the music and let my body fly. The moon was out and about and gazed over me as I danced. I noticed lightening off in the distance flashing its flashy bolts, probably happy for the company of my flashy lights. I twirled. I swirled. I moved my body in soft, swaying, goddess-like ways. My insides sang songs of bliss. My bare feet took delight connecting to the earth. I transported to a place of freedom with the moon as my witness. 

All this happened in the span of an hour. It was all I needed. 

And this is how I got my groove back.


Hanging with Joshua.

Trees that is. Joshua Tree National Park is a park of epic proportion. I suspect Dr. Suess spent some time here and found his inspiration to write The Lorax. Big and small, short and tall- these trees totally fall into the quirky category. By day, these trees are fun and whimsical, but by night they possess definite creep factor. It’s like they should be surrounding a haunted house or something. There was an area called The Wall of Horrors- coincidence? I think not. We never did check it out but I would be curious to find out what it was all about. Image

Sunsets were stunning (I am assuming this to be true for sunrises also but let’s be honest, I am on vacation and am not waking up any earlier than necessary). The first evening we hiked out to Skull Rock which actually does resemble a skull when the light hits it properly! There are piles and piles of fun boulders to climb around which Sean does with grace and ease. I prefer to keep my feet firmly planted on the ground for the most part. I have never really figured out if it is a fear of heights that I have or if it happens to be more of a fear of plummeting to my death. Either way, I typically and happily spend my time enjoying the view from lower elevations. The hike back to our campsite was lit by the setting sun during that beautiful time of day known as the gloaming. Many stops were made to capture each moment with a click of our cameras.

Day 2 consisted of a hike in the blistering heat (100+ degrees) but was well worth it. We took the truck off road on a dirt trail, parked and set off into the valley. True to nature, we started off on an actual trail but shortly made our way into the unknown. It isn’t as scary as it might sound, especially when you can see for miles and miles out. During our walkabout we came across some super cool trees. I hung out with Josh for awhile and did a bit of hooping. Soon it was time to hike back to the truck to get ready for our next adventure! Image

So a couple of years back, a friend of ours gave us a map to a “secret” hot springs. I will admit, I didn’t have much confidence in the hand drawn depiction. For all I knew, we were on a wild goose chase. But alas, we did find it.. Now, had we known the commitment it took to get there, we would have left much earlier in the day. A 2 hour drive through the middle of nowhere, dusty, sandy and winding “roads” and a 2 mile hike down a steep canyon was all it took. We finally were able to enjoy the fruits of our labor and dipped into the clothing optional hot springs. Unfortunately, we only were able to stay about a 1/2 hour. The rules stated (and by rules I mean the man named Michael, who’s property you had to pass through to get in and out, got really ticked off if he had to wake up to let you out) that you had to be off his land by 10pm. So we soaked and started the night hike back up. Upon our ascent, we heard a voice behind us and stepped aside to let him pass. Normally I would have no commentary about some random hiker, but when a man wearing nothing but a small hiking pack, socks and sandals walks past you and you notice his somewhat aged buns (and other parts) in the spotlight of your headlamp, you consider mentioning it.

And so ends the first stop on our adventurous 6 weeks road trip! Please stay tuned for more…


I’ve been making a lot of hoops recently and this came from that-

One tape, two tapes, red tape, blue tapes

Sparkle tape, vinyl tape, gaffing tape and chaffing tape

There is a mess, I confess

Cause everywhere I’m looking- tape, tape, tape

Tubing, hair dryers, connectors and files

Wrapping, twirling, spinning and smiles

Hooping now and happy now- it was all worth the work

But every time I see more hoop tape, I get a little smirk


It’s happening.

Guess who totally manifested the Atomic Hoop? Me that’s who!! It’s not actually here yet and sadly won’t be before me and the husband leave for Lightening in a Bottle this weekend, but hoping it will be happily waiting at my house for my return.

I would like to give a shout-out to my rockin’  family who all pitched in to make this dream become a reality. Gotta say, 30 is already shaping up to be a pretty awesome year.

I’m about to blow my hoopy mind.