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?