Fitness for the Easily Bored: Hoop it Up
I’ve always been a worker-outer. But lately, as I’ve spent more and more time on the cardio machines at 24 Hour Fitness, I can’t shake feeling that I’m just a hamster on a wheel in a vicious human experiment. To combat my paranoia and possibly find a mentally healthier hobby, I’ve decided to scope out what else LA has to offer in a weekly series, “Fitness for the Easily Bored.”
Today, I begin with: Hoopnotica in Marina Del Rey
Since elementary school gym class, I've considered myself to be an above average hula hooper. I was the kid who could keep the hoop up for a stupid amount of time, and I’ll be honest with you—it’s the kind of skill that, while absolutely useless, is still a source of great personal pride.
So when I was first introduced to hoopdance at the seemingly unending string of hippie jam band concerts that my boyfriend dragged me to for a while, it was a bit of a shock to find that my skills were, to say the least, subpar. Suddenly, 53 minutes into each song, there would be girls on stage spinning flashy hoops around their dreadlocked heads and whipping them around their toned stomachs. I’m not gonna lie—I was a little threatened. I had to learn how to do it.