I was speaking with a friend the other day and after we finished sharing all the things that were keeping us busy I said, “What are you doing for fun?” There was a long pause. “I’m not really doing anything for fun right now,” she admitted.
This response bothered me. First, because I know my friend works really hard and is going through a challenging time right now, so she more than deserves a little fun in her life, but also because it struck a nerve in me. I was tired of feeling bogged down by all the have-tos life kept throwing my way and I’d been itching to find a way to up the fun quotient. An idea came to me just as I was falling asleep. What if we started out small…like in 5-minute chunks of time? No one can say they don’t have five minutes, right?
Thus was born the 5-minute challenge.
I was going to set aside five minutes for fun the next day. And the next. And so on. Also, this was an idea that begged to be shared with other people… which means you, dear reader. I decided my 5-minute challenge was going to be hula-hooping. I am embarrassed to admit that I have owned an incredibly cool, grown-up hula hoop for six years, and have only used it a handful of times, the last being more years than I can keep track of.
Hula-hooping can and should occur outside whenever possible. Thankfully I live in Northern California, where it is possible to hula-hoop even in the dead of winter. (Don’t feel too envious about this, however. It costs wads of money to live here so there’s nothing left to put toward the fun fund…thus perpetuating lack of fun). When I’m working I tend to forget that outside even exists, hence the mandatory out-of-doors requirement.
Here’s how DAY 1 went:
First, put on new boots. Fun is more likely to happen if you are wearing fun shoes (and/or glitter). This is a rule.
Second, swept the area so that hula-hooping could occur. Grownup hula-hoops are quite large, so it’s far too easy to take out potted plants, pets and small children if one is not careful.
Coco (my dog) says hi, by the way. Also she is quite frightened by the hula-hoop. Perhaps because of its menacing size.
Third, sent documentary photo to friend and officially invited her to join the 5-minute challenge. Haven’t heard back yet, although it’s been hours, so she’s either teaching or afraid (of my potential insanity, not hula-hoops…that’s Coco’s department).
Fourth, proceeded with 5-minute fun challenge…realized I am terrible at hula-hooping. As in really, really bad. Pathetic. This is sad, but true. I remembered this has been true since I was a kid. Which might be a big part of the reason why the hula-hoop had fallen by the wayside in the first place. Apparently I either need to practice more or find a new method of fun if I plan on continuing the 5-minute challenge.
Maybe abwork. Although that’s not fun, so maybe not. Or abwork could be a different 5-minute challenge…
Now, who’s with me?
I hereby 5-minute-challenge you! Let me know how it goes….