Hairy & MIGHTY

I challenged myself at the beginning of May to go a full month without shaving. It's June now, and I have successfully survived shave-free. I admit, I hated it at first. I felt icky and dirty and somehow fatter than I actually am, which I can find no reason to, but that's how it was. The hair growing back in was fairly painful and ridiculously itchy, but I did survive. After the first 2 weeks, things start to be a little less uncomfortable-- note that I didn't say comfortable, but at least it got better. The hair started growing out pretty long and by the end of the month, it was nice and soft-- silken, even. I went a couple more weeks without shaving my legs until I finally caved and shaved them for a graduation ceremony. My armpits, however, may become a permanent fixture. I find myself more comfortable and please with my underarms with hair down there. I sweat about the same as before, but smell better and feel better about it. The hair seems to protect me from chafing and abnormally sweaty underarms, and I kind of like the look of the fringe too. It's so very natural and chill. It properly exemplifies what  a dirty hippie I actually am. Well, I mean, a dirty hippie who showers frequently and washes clothes. But one that recycles religiously, so good enough.
I guess we'll have to see where this takes me. BUT if I stop showering or something- someone please stop me!

Check it out! Almost 2 months of no shaving

Working out?

Recently, I've started actually doing things... like, outside... Away from the internet. Did you know there's a whole world of stuff to do out there? In the past 3 days, I've gone swimming at the dam, played badminton, tennis, fake-lacrosse (it's that thing with the plastic spoon dealio and you throw the ball and catch it with the spoon thing..) and went to the gym, and walked the dog, and went on a hike, and so much more! And now, I find myself wanting to go out and do something active instead of staying home watching netflix or napping or even reading. I must say, it's really refreshing. I feel like I've been missing out on something big for years now. This summer, now until school starts, I have decided I will try and be outside more often and try even harder to do active things, you know, to prevent myself from getting any fatter.
All fat jokes aside, I actually have really been enjoying the past few days, and I want to do this stuff not to lose weight or get thin or try the latest fad diet, or even find any sort of social acceptance but rather because I find myself enjoying getting bruises and sore muscles and sunburns. I like the feeling of DOING something-- something concrete and measurable as opposed to watching television or marathon napping.
So, I think I'm going to go walk the dog. What're you going to do?