After 17 Days, Goodbye to a Dear Friend

Okay, it’s over.  I shaved today, for the first time since Jan. 2.  This pic is just seconds before the razor did it’s work.  Reasons for shaving are as follows:

  1. She didn’t like it.
  2. My boys pushed me away when I’d try to kiss them.  (And I’m the kind of dad who believes your children are never “too old” to be kissed by their dad.  You can blame my 25% Italian genes.  My people believe in kissing.)
  3. It was too hot when I was doing my INSANITY workout the last two days.  I wanted to tear it off my face.  You don’t see very many serious people in the gym with beards.  I just made the connection.
  4. There was a lot of gray in that beard.  I know it’s supposed to a sign of wisdom, but it just made me feel old.
  5. Embarrassing, I know, but my beard called out to my vanity.  I found myself admiring my manliness in the mirror way too often.
  6. She really hated it.
  7. It wasn’t worth the occasional compliment.  I’d be afraid to take a poll, but I’m guessing only about 1 in 10 people thought I looked good with a beard, and most of those were dudes.  Only one woman complimented me… and it wasn’t my wife.

So, in the interest of “I’d rather she be happy, than anyone else,” it’s gone.  I had intended to go until February, but that was not to be.  Phase over.

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