Every few months I get my hair cut shorter and then keep up with it for awhile. But then I get busy and don’t make an appointment and my hair gets long and I get antsy. So then I make an appointment (I currently see Paul at Manchester Salon in River North) and get it all chopped off.
And then I have to decide whether I regret it or not. Right now I’m still on the fence. However, so far I’ve had more good hair days than bad so I suppose that’s a good sign.
When I went to get my haircut my hair dresser wanted to know if I was going to wear it straight or curly. Well, I said, it’s apparently summer. So curly it is. I actually don’t mind the humidity since it helps my hair curl.
However, the one thing I’m not necessarily looking forward to this summer? Baring my legs. Unfortunately, none of my dress pants fit so I have a feeling it’s going to be this skirt and a lot of dresses. And why don’t I want to bare my legs?
Well, between what I’m sure it going to be a horrible tan line from my biking and running shorts (yay triathlon training) I’m also working on upping how much I can deadlift in the gym. Right now I’m up to 5 reps of 180 pounds. Deadlifting can leave some nasty bruises and marks on your shins so I’m currently sporting some fun spots which, thankfully, you can barely see in the photos.
I suppose, though, I should wear all those things as badges of pride, right? Yes, let’s go with that.