Passion

Passion

Last night Jeff and I were working on our research for the ethnography.

I noticed the difference in passion that athletes have. The fencers go to an old, musty, gym and clink swords for a few hours. They love it. It's kinda like a chess match.

With wrestlers, we go to a sweaty, smelly, room and roll around on the mat for a few hours. We sometimes love it and sometimes hate it. It's a sport of aggression.

I just think it's so cool that we all love different things. (In fact, I think fencing looks interesting and might like to try it.)

I guess not really a knowledge issue but more of a self-realization.