(1) How it all began.

So there's a global crisis happening. Well, a lot of global crises happening at the moment really. But the one in question here is the COVID-19 pandemic. Amongst the panic purchases of excessive amounts of booze, yarn, books, and art supplies, I also lied to myself about needing workout equipment. Enter the weighted hula hoop.

Apparently weighted hula hoops come in levels, so naturally I said "fuck it" and skipped ahead to 3.3lb. At first this really sucked. I was pretty bruised up for a few weeks. But slowly, I've come to love the pain like the sicko that I am. OK, so now I can hoop through the pain. But how do I find time for work, hooping, and doing absolutely nothing for hours on end every night? If you thought, "the only solution is to hoop while working," then you're spot on. 

At first, I'd hoop during casual 1:1s. Then it slowly crept into the background of small group discussions. But then it hit me. What if I can hoop while actively working? Could I get a tall-ass desk that I could hoop under, and still manage to browse and type? Probably not. But what if I could attach a keyboard to my body somehow? Could I suspend it from my neck or something?

​Let's find out...