Life of a bearded man, ran

I am now about 3 weeks into my growing a beard thing.  The opinion of females around the office is still leaning towards the clean shaven look  however the women that do like it seem to be much more energetic in their support.  Some women around the office I rarely talk to have made it a point to stop me and tell me how much they like it, how it makes me look more “mature” and “sophisticated”.  I just don’t get it.  I think it makes me look like a vagrant.

Having facial hair this long presents other problems.  For example anything you drink winds up soaking the hair around your mouth and winds up dripping down it. Eating anything messy which is normally a simple clean up with a clean shaven face becomes a chore with a beard.  When you blow your nose you are again directly in the path of more hair.  The hair is long enough that it sometimes will tickle the bottom of my nose which causes a considerable nuisance.  Thank goodness I normally sleep on my back.  Sleeping on my side would suck, having hair grinding into my face all night would not equate to good sleep.

I have quietly attempted to relaunch my running career, partly to assist in my lean out process for the spartan contest and partly because I simply miss running.  On both Tuesday and today I ran  one mile at a bit more than a 9 minute mile pace on the treadmill.  At least so far the only significant physical side effect has been the front of my shins being sore from my big feet flopping on the ground.  Other than that, it’s been ok.  I’ll keep my fingers crossed.