I actually enjoyed some exercise today and bearing in mind I was planning a day of floating in a pool and eating good food that has to be even more special.
For the last four years, me and my chum Jacqui have treated ourselves to a day at Eden Hall Health Spa. We usually do a little bit of stretching and spend a lot of time wandering round the spa area and floating in the pool. We also love to indulge in the smoothies and the excellent lunches that always leave you ready for a snooze.
In the past we have been very lucky and been there on warm sunny days so have indulged in a little sunshine – falling out of hammocks being the most arduous of the tasks we set ourselves. This year was a cold drizzly day so we spent more time inside and that’s when it got a bit hectic...
Yes, today I have exercised with a hoola hoop and pranced with pom poms. And I have had a ‘right good larf’.
While most of the hoola hoop class were learning to step to the side and twizzle with their hoops I confess I spent most of my time swearing and picking my hoop off the floor. When I did manage to get it going mine seemed to want to spin round my ample bosoms rather than round my waist, as is the more accepted method. I then developed a new technique of spinning myself round whilst hanging on to my hoop, giving it quick spin as I landed and smiling benignly at the instructor to try and cover my confusion.
The pom poms, however, were another matter; we thought we were in for a touch of dance aerobics – not my forte as I have two left feet and no sense of rhythm or direction but Jacqui likes the ritual humiliation as she is quite a good dancer. In fact, we found ourselves in a cheerleader’s class.
Actually, the pom poms were a saving grace as I found if I shook them vigorously and whooped loudly I could hide all my usual shortcomings with rhythm and the direction seemed easier if I followed my pom poms. I have sustained an injury though and have developed cheerleader’s finger – a nasty blister from spinning my pom poms too fiercely. I have to say I have not laughed so much whilst exercising for a long time, if ever.The rest of the day then returned to normal I am glad to say – float, steam, wallow, eat, snooze, float, steam, wallow....
I am now living on fear that my chum will be purchasing hoola hops and pom poms for the start for the barbeque season – mind you with a glass of wine in each hand maybe I will master the art of hoola hooping!
Tomorrow promises to be painful.........
