I got up this morning at 6:10am. It was still dark outside, but I was there in my gym pants, sports bra and running shoes...bleary eyed, but present. And I went to the gymnasium. The gym and I have always SORT of gotten along. I did ok in the squatting weight class and I survived the "incident" with the treadmill with only moderate scarring...but I have a new problem.
When I went to Trevor, my new STYLIST (so fun to say that) last week, I was chastized for washing my hair everyday. This is a not news to me...I understand that it's supposed to be healthy for your hair to soak in their own greasy juices at least every other day. I get it. But just because I get it doesn't mean I have to like it or do it. Honestly, when I was a scary adolescent, I used to get in TROUBLE for not washing my hair. In fact, my mother still likes to point out that I had to be told to wash my long stringy hair...if only my mom had known that I was really not hygenically challenged...I was FASHION FORWARD!
Ok, so a lifetime of being told to wash your hair can not easily be reversed. But I'm trying. I've been promised by Those Who Wash Every Other Day that my hair will adjust and even out. I have faith in Their words. So I'm making it happen...but this coincides challengingly with my new gym schedule. I'm not sure if massive amounts of sweat is the same thing as normally occuring hair grease and I'm afraid that I'm moving into the realm of "just plain disgusting". Trevor suggested that I use baby powder to cut the grease on my "day off" but that seems so highschool dreadlock wannabe. Can healthy hair and a healthy body co-exist peacefully? I used to actually like sweat before it became a harbinger of bad hair. I guess we'll just have to wait and see which vanity wins out?