Schwarzenegger Widow

I’m guessing you’ve heard the term ‘golfers widow’ which really is the term that wives are given if they lose their husband to golf of a weekend…well I’m a Schwarzenegger widow. Sounds funny I know but this was never more apparent than a couple of weekends ago when the Arnold Classic and all it’s Arnoldness came rolling into town and I lost my husband.

I knew when I met my husband 20 years ago that he was an Arnold Schwarzenegger fan but over the years, being a fan turned into an obsession which transformed into one of the biggest collections in Australia. We’ve met the main man himself a couple of times, had a few photos, some passing hello’s through a crowd and even a chance encounter at the Classic last year where there was real one-on-one conversation.

So what does that mean for me and my family? How has it affected our lives? Well, my son’s middle name is Arnold, there’s a room in our house dedicated to Arnold (thankfully we have doors) and I lose my husband whenever anything remotely Arnold happens in Australia.

While he loves the man, he’s never caught any whiff of motivation to start working out (which is great cause I’m not a fan of the muscly bod), he does love all his movies, his political involvement, his kids and anything else. We’ve been to the house he grew up in, we’ve been to his office in Sacramento when he was in politics, we’ve been to Sydney for his movie releases, anywhere possible for an Arnold sighting.

And while I don’t understand it, I do encourage it. We all have our interests or vices so why not Arnold? A great achiever in life (except for a little adultery and child out of wedlock). I love my hubbies dedication and joy when he find a new piece for his collection or he talks about how he came across one of his favourite items. Want to see how full on his collection is? Well, please check out his website (yes I said website)

But really, I hope everyone has their ‘Arnold’ – maybe not as full on as my husband is but something they are passionate about, something that just fills you with joy for no real reason; something outside work, family and friends. An interest, a hobby, a passion! Mine is my Fiat 500 which I’ve previously written about and you’ll be happy to know I’m about the get the front suspension onto my beauty very soon (she writes with a massive smile). Life is for enjoying so get on and enjoy whatever it is that makes you happy!