Anyway, three months was enough. For me. Felt like Cookie Monster. Or a geeky wanna-be Duck Dynasty reject. So it all came off tonight.
Feels good to be cleaned up. Maybe it will help with my swim times? Or run times!
Until next November.
Southern Living in the wake of Katrina.
Jon McDougal - Father. Philosopher. Scallywag.
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