The Ragtag Daily Prompt for today — which I’m so slow at responding to because of a trip to the city this morning — is FLEXIBLE.
A great word, and a great concept. Wouldn’t it be great if everyone were flexible, both in body and in mind. Not flexible with the truth, like saying black is white or “If it feels good, do it.” Just flexible enough to ponder new ideas and make the change when something better comes along.
But my first thought in regard to the word “flexible” is how I used to be when I was young. Hula-hoops were all the rage and we used to writhe around all recess keeping our hoops moving around our waists. It wasn’t one bit hard, either, as I recall.
As fads recycle, hula hoops reappeared when my grandchildren were younger and I decided to try it again, for old times’ sake. (Those old times before I knew what arthritis meant.) There was something wrong with the way this hoop was made, though: it wouldn’t stay where it was supposed to. When I gave it that first spin and started gyrating to keep it circling, it dropped to the floor. Every time. I soon gave up. Either the thing was too rigid to twirl properly or perhaps modern plastic is just too heavy.
Christine's Collection 
That must be it. 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
Unlike chocolate bars; they have gotten lighter and lighter over the years.
Thanks for supporting my conclusion. 😉
LikeLiked by 1 person
😂
LikeLiked by 1 person
Full points for trying, though 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
Oh, thank you! And it didn’t even take a visit to the chiropractor after. 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
🙂
LikeLike
I tried one a while back. I was a champ when I was 12! Sixty years later, not so much. I’m pretty sure I did permanent damage to my back 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
Oh, dear! Yes, 60 years later flexibiity is “not so much” anymore. 😦
LikeLiked by 1 person
Way to go on trying! I, for one, have discovered I have lost my hula…
LikeLiked by 1 person
Life does have a way of stiffening us up. 🙂
LikeLiked by 1 person
No kidding!
LikeLiked by 1 person