Interesting Discovery...

(You might want to ignore this post if talking about sweat and hygiene grosses you out.)

I sweat when I run. A lot. My hair, my clothes, my socks--everything gets covered. For this reason, I've always tried to make sure I have time to shower and wash my hair after workouts, because the alternative just isn't appealing. Sometimes that means I end up shampooing my hair twice a day, but I've always felt that it was necessary after my post-run sweatiness.

Well, I stand corrected. Darrell went golfing yesterday with my dad and brother, and then we were going to go to my parent's house to grill and watch the KU/UNC game (which, by the way, I don't want to talk about. March Madness is pretty much a lost cause for me). I wanted to get a five-mile run in before dinner, so I took advantage of being in Sioux Falls and decided to run on the nice trails there (instead of looping around our neighborhood a million times). Of course, this situation meant that I either had to shower at my parent's or not shower at all. Strange as this may sound, I really dislike showering at my parent's because the water pressure is all weird and their towels are all scratchy. Plus my mom refuses to throw anything away, so most of the shampoo/conditioner/body wash in the house is over ten years old (and yes--she makes sure to get every last drop out of the bottles). I decided that since we were just going to be with family I could bite the bullet and just rinse off with a wash cloth. I knew my hair was definitely not going to be pretty (let's just say that when I took my ponytail holder out post-run my hair continued to hold its ponytail shape), but I figured my family wouldn't disown me for having gross hair for one night. So I brushed out the wet, tangled mess as best I could and pulled it into a bun at the nape of my neck, and promptly ignored it.

After the game Darrell and I went home, and since I was feeling wiped from my run and he was a little tired from golf, we decided to just be lazy and watch TV (just don't come visit anytime soon. Our kitchen is a mess). My bun started to get in the way as we were cuddling, and since it was pretty much dried by this point I pulled it out and just left my hair down. I figured that my hair would for sure be kinked from being put into a bun while wet, and I could only imagine how greasy it would feel. To my surprise, it was neither kinked nor greasy. In disbelief, I went to the bathroom to brush it out, and was shocked to find that it looked just as nice as it had that morning before church. Post five-mile run and everything. I was dumbfounded. And super excited to discover that I don't have to shampoo my hair every time I finish a workout; if I'm just patient and let it dry it'll present itself quite nicely (now, if only I could figure out a way to not sweat as much so I don't always have to rinse of the rest of my body...)

(Totally random? Yes, I know. But I was really excited to discover this yesterday and I had to share. Simple pleasures for simple minds)