Day 58 - Confession Time

I have a confession to make, I have this habit and I've had it for a while now, in fact ever since my eldest was born. I rip my pants - not on the leg or the hem, not even in the pockets - all of these would be okay - I rip them in the seat of my pants. The first thing the pants salesperson asks is if I've gained some weight - I haven't, in fact I've lost some. My wife laughs at me and thinks it quite funny and my kids go into fits whenever they hear me talk about it or get a glimpse of the actual rippage.

Now I wouldn't normally tell the whole world about it, but I actually think it's quite funny and because in the past week I've been doing spontaneously Kung Fu in all places and times of my day. Not bad when you roll up the sleeves and crank out a lighting round of jabs, but in business wear a back or straight kick can be deadly to your seams. A few days ago I was getting a bit over enthusiastic and at the zenith of my kick I heard the start of a rip and pulled up short.

So its strictly sports wear for my kicks from now on....

I guess this goes to show that I'm becoming more comfortable with all the set of kicks and punches that I've done over the last month - to a point where they are a natural extension of my actions. They are in fact becoming instinctual rather than actions that I need to think about to make happen - this is what I've been waiting for. Awesome.

See you soon!