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![]() By: Drew Mayes
Never again will I yell, "What's taking you so long?" to a girlfriend. Never again will I sigh just loud enough for her to hear me when she yells back, "Just a few more minutes." From this day on, I'll simply turn on the TV or surf the net and be grateful a girl even wants to go out with me. Why this newfound understanding, you may ask? Well, in preparation for my first bodybuilding show, I've done something I never thought I would - I've shaved my legs. Honestly, I thought this would be simple. It isn't. Every morning for more than decade it's taken me less than five minutes to shave my face. With this knowledge, I thought by doubling my face shaving time and allotting 10 minutes for my legs I would be giving myself a safe, conservative estimate of the time I'd need to set aside. Needless to say, I underestimated the time needed for this little project and found out a new cardio/balancing routine in the process.
Not knowing exactly how to even start shaving my legs and being too embarrassed to ask any of my female friends, I'd thought I start by trying the bath technique I'd seen in so many movies and sitcoms throughout the years. You know the one where the girl sits in the oversized tub, drinking champagne or eating chocolate and seductively turns her legs into a silky masterpiece? Yeah, I thought it would be like that. It wasn't.
After lathering myself up with enough cream to shave a Yeti, I found myself in one uncomfortable situation after another. In an effort to avoid even the hint of water touching my skin before I was ready, I first tried what can only be described as underwater quarter-turns while holding a razor blade.
After a few swipes of the razor I noticed I was suddenly surrounded in a mass of my own dirty leg hair. Odd, I thought to myself - I never remembered seeing any hair floating in the bath in the movies. Disappointment and confusion quickly turned to disgust when I realized wet leg hair was sticking to the side my bathtub.
I've cut myself shaving before, but the blood from my face always seemed to drift effortlessly down the sink in the past, but in the tub - there's no place for the blood from a nicked knee to go. Instead, it simply sits with you and your dirty leg hair.
No sooner did I lather up leg number two did the water from the shower head run down my back and chest onto my leg - taking my shot at two equally silky smooth legs with it. Related Hair Removal Articles: Finally, moving into the corner of the shower where no hot water would hit my body, I gently finished off leg number two. Standing there - naked, cold, with small lines of blood running down my legs - I realized something - bodybuilding's hard. Recommend this article to a friend by e-mail here!
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