Haircuts & Hikes

I didn’t go hiking this week. Monday I had a hair appointment (woohoo!), and then I worked Tuesday and Wednesday. Thursday I met with my personal trainer (props to Chrystie Dickens!) and she kicked my butt. I’m sore today! I was going to go swimming this morning, but decided to sleep in. I rarely sleep past 6am, so when I feel the need to do so, I’m okay with it.

Tomorrow I will see my first ballet – The Nutcracker. I am absolutely stoked! Sunday I will be prepping for work, and I don’t really like doing a hike the day before work. So, I’ll hike next week. I invited some people (it’s a very short hike with nice rewards), but so far nobody is able to join. I do realize it’s the holiday season… Also, I’m a little anxious about traveling too far. I mean, I drive a Mini Cooper. It’s not like it’s an all-terrain vehicle. The roads are starting to get iffy, so I’ll just have to take it one hike at a time.

Back to the hair. For a long time now, I keep mentioning how I would get a particular haircut if it were my choice. I know it IS my choice, but I also try to keep in mind what my husband prefers. I would like to be attractive in his eyes, after all! But every time I go to the stylist, and multiple times at work, I have mentioned getting my hair cut in a certain style. Well, last Monday I did it.

I was just going to get a trim and get the color done a bit. I was going to do my norm. But I have hated my hair for a while. I feel like I can’t do anything to make it right. I have felt very unattractive. I’m trying to lose weight and get healthier, but nothing I do with my hair felt right. So, about a mile away from the hairstylist, I thought, “I should do it. I SHOULD DO IT!!”

I did it:

New haircut!

Folks, I love my hair! I love how short it is. I love that I can straighten it and make it sleek and smooth, or I can work with my flips and curls and make it fun. My sweetheart was very surprised, and he was super-supportive. I don’t think it’s what he would choose for me, but he loves me and told me it was very pretty.

I can’t wait to go swimming, hiking, biking, and more, and not be bothered by my hair! I don’t have to try to get it out of the way of a helmet, try to brush the tangles out of it after swimming, worry about it being wet for hours unless I blow-dry it, and my new shampoo & conditioner will last for 6 months! I won’t have to move my bun out of the way of the headrest. I won’t need to wear a scrub cap at work (unless I want to). This hair feels right for me. I might even feel… pretty.

Anyway, stay tuned for next week’s hike!

Published by aimee

It all started with my friend, Christine. She called me a Viking. It's because I like endurance sports as well as lifting heavy things. Plus, my heritage includes Norwegians... It struck a chord somewhere deep down. I suddenly liked the idea of not having to be a small, slender person. I could be strong and thick. I could have mass. I don't want to be overweight or obese, mind you. I just don't like trying to be a waif when that is very likely unattainable to me. I have muscle (under this fat). I like being strong. So this is my journey of becoming more fit and liking the fact that I will never, NEVER weigh 120 pounds.

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