That's It!

I am doing it next weekend. I have officially had it with my hair, and I am chopping it in 6 days.

Every time I run or swim, I have to spend 5-15 minutes combing tangles out of my hair (and yes, I do have a spray-in detangler which helps minimally). It is irritating, and hair ends up all over the place. Then I get in the shower, and more hair falls out in spite of my diligent deep conditioning routine. It gets stuck on the drain, and I have to fish it out to throw it away. It is gross even though it is my hair. When I get out of the shower, I shellac myself with aloe-infused baby oil (a must to prevent total chlorine dry-out), and somehow, more hair gets stuck to my hands and arms. I am amazed that I even have hair left to get tangled. Yesterday, I hit the wall. I called Seven Locks Barbershop, and I have an appointment with Sandy next Saturday at 1 PM.

I think that I am going to donate my hair to Pantene Beautiful Lengths. It is like Locks of Love, except that it also provides hair to adult women who are battling cancer. The other bonus is that they only require 8 inches as opposed to the 10-12 inches required by every other hair donation organization. I have to be realistic here. I am not sure how radical I will be feeling next weekend, and I want to keep my options open. I may lose all of my gusto, and just get 4-6 inches cut off to make my coiffure more manageable, but if I am going to cut it, I would rather it go to some use as opposed to being swept into a pile and thrown away.

I am fairly certain that I will immediately regret my decision as I come to the realization that I will actually have to do something to my hair each morning as opposed to the current regimen which includes combing it out after the shower and swiftly pulling it back into a low messy bun thing. As long as I can get it out of my face for work and running, I will be satisfied. I have six days to back out, but I think I am committed.