Obsession Confession

I’ve never talked about my other obsession, so it’s time for obsession confession. I’ve moved through obsessions time and time again. Scrapbooking, cooking, baking, sewing. Don’t I sound like June Cleaver? However, I have never been able to make exercising an obsession, although I have much needed to. I never expected to become obsessed with my kungfu training but I did nonetheless.

I used to think about it constantly, especially as I was approaching a testing day. I’d walk around the house constantly doing various hand and arm movements, sometimes without even realizing it. Sweetie husband would look at me funny but over time, just got used to it. Dork check! As I was driving the car, Sweetie boy would catch me with my funny hand motions (not the one-fingered kind!). I would surf the net for hours reading as much as I could about the topic. I was lucky there aren’t as many kungfu blogs as there are knitting blogs. If I could physically go to more classes, I would but the middle-aged body protested when I tried that.

Not too different from our knitting obsession, is it? Knitting every chance you get, while walking or riding in the car. Spending hours on the internet looking at patterns, yarn, blogs, anything related. When my body gives out and can’t keep training, I’ll always have my knitting (I hope!).


There isn’t much to say about my kungfu obsession on my blog, but I think I remember mentioning somewhere that I would talk about it some day. Seeing this old picture of Sweetie Boy with our Sifu (master) our school’s website made me want to share it with you. There aren’t too many pictures of me doing kungfu and the ones I do have I’m *certainly* not going to share, except for my teeny tiny profile picture up top. That was taken about a year and a half ago, and I’m in a pose from the fan form.

Do you have other obsessions you’d like to confess?

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7 responses to “

  1. I so want to confess to some horrid obsession, but alas, I’m only obsessed with knitting, too much TV and reading.

  2. My obsessions probably also lie in the knit, tv, read, but now that I’m training for the big ride I could imagine how someone might becom obsessed w/ biking. I’m not there, but I can imagine.
    By the way, I love the ribbon shell (I’ve thought of the other one too, but I think the ribbon shell has a more flattering neck line). I’d love to do that for the fable along! Mine will probably be a bit longer, though. Mom of two bellies need not be exposed!

  3. Right now knitting is my one true obsession. There just isn’t room for anything else! But I’ve been known to obsess over Russel Wright American Modern dishware, tiki mugs and vintage Xmas tree ornaments, to name a few things….

    Never, alas, exercise.

  4. Ummm, chocolate? I guess just knitting,really. That’s a true obsession.

  5. Yep, just knitting for now. But in the past it’s been gardening, crocheting, and cross stitch. I wish I could obsess about exercising — I SO need to but just can’t seem to find it in me.

    Your beaded bag looks amazing!

  6. Before I started knitting, I obsessed with painting. I took lots of classes and even now I check out lots of sites for my painting. As far as an exercise obsession, not in this lifetime. LOL

  7. How great that you’re so into kung fu, this is such a cool, strong and amazing sport! You know, as for obsessions and such, there’s a wonderful quote by Jack Kerouac: “The only people for me are the obsessed ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desireous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles…”
    I guess he’s right… And I’d love to read more about your practise in your blog!

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