30 Day Challenge- Day 3

Today was born out of creativity.  With ideas bursting like little bubbles in my mind, I had the day planned on accomplishing so many grand things that I would certainly turn in my resignation from nursing tomorrow...But it turns out that cooking and baking were my real time machines.  Which means, unless I'm planning on feeding the masses I may as well keep my dayjob.

And not to toot my own horn, although it would be nice, I will gloat a little over the perfection of the pita breads I made for the first time.  Not to mention my loaf of wonder style white bread, by request, which sent me back to the store twice, and brownies, and cauliflower soup...ah! What a day!

So I'm engrossed in step by step instruction mode, plus a few glasses of wine to make my bake time slip by faster when I head to the den for 30 minutes of "day 3 hoop stylee."

Fire's roaring in the fireplace, warm smells surround me, and super chill pandora sucking me in. 
It's this directional pull that's getting me into shape.  I mold to and from hoops, switching and flipping, and changing my groove with each song..not really going anywhere or hooping in any one way. 
Then I start- unintentionally- doing some tricks with my left hand.  Oohh poor left hand...how I've neglected you.  You are weak and feeble. 
Silently I fold my right arm behind my back and pretend it's no longer a part of my body.  I let my left arm lead and focus and strain and pull and in a blink of an eye- my arm is KILLING me!  Buring, shaking, jello arm! 
Ah ha!  I have identified my weakness....I work on thumb switches, palm reversals, isolations, forward weaves, turns, and mainly- reverse weaves.  OOOHHH how it burns!  And I love it! 
I notice as well that turns with a leading left hand always end me off track.  I place an imaginary line down the floor and turn turn turn...trying to stay within range.  Slowly I make progress.
The last 10 minutes are a bluff at my overall skill.  Josh sits in and I feel his eyes on me.  My face flushes, concentration is gone, I toss my hoop into the fire twice and I am embarrassed.  Funny how that happens. 
So on that note...dinner was served- one place I created with 100% success.  Looking forward to continuing my daily journey..bring it day 4!