I had a close call. I almost missed a day. I guess if you want to get all technical I did miss a day since it was just after midnight when I got my daily hoop on, but I'm counting it for the day since I did it before going to sleep. It totally counts.
So I'm lying in bed and my head is racing, because life has been busy and continues to be busy and I've got a lot on my mind. You know, that sort of thing. It's midnight, and it hits me: I didn't hoop today. Oh my god I didn't hoop today. What do I do? I'm almost ready to sleep, but I can't - just can't - miss a day of hooping.
I got up and went downstairs and hooped. Obviously.
Because I couldn't handle the disappointment if I missed a day. It's like when I quit smoking and with every day that passed my resolve grew, and I didn't want to ruin the progress I'd made. Ok it's not like that, but kinda is too, you know?
Anyways the reason I may not be making sense is that, I still haven't gone to bed yet. And my head is still racing with things I need to do. But at least I got hooping off my brain, until tomorrow.....
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