Ever since I was a little girl, I wanted to keep up with the boys.
As a grade-schooler, I spent many a recess racing the boys across the playground. Most of the time they beat me, but I usually gave them a good run for their money. And the occasional time I did beat them, just spurred me to come back for more.
In high school, I longed to have a fast car. I was envious of the boys driving around in Mustangs and such. But on my fast food income, there wasn’t one I could afford. I did have a junker car with a 450 engine – and it was fast, but I ruined it. Not in a wreck. I just ruined it. That’s all I have to say about that.
In my 30’s I began taking bowling very seriously. I learned everything I could in a short amount of time, and practiced, practiced, practiced. It wasn’t long before I had the desire to not just bowl with the guys, but to beat them. Again, most times they would beat me, but I was determined, and never gave up. I won a few tournaments and a few jack pot games and the high I got from that gave me more determination to continue to get better.
And when our friends all got together, the girls gathered in the kitchen to talk while the boys played cards or pool. I thought that unfair, so I would usually bust my way into their games, and play along with them… holding my own quite well.
And of course, there’s the issue with the motorcycles. Sure, I didn’t mind riding on the back of my hubby’s, but it wasn’t long before I wanted one of my own. And once I have my mind set on something, there’s no stopping me. I have never let being a girl slow me down….
So when November began and kicked off Movember, I was up for the challenge! Why should the boys have all the fun of not shaving for a month? After 3 days, I understood.
As much as I like being able to do all the things the boys do, I suppose there’s a little bit of girl in me that likes to be girly. So today, I shaved… and as Kramer from Seinfeld once confessed…