Day 2,547 —Hair Cut today, Marathon Tomorrow, and Happy Birthday Dad— (with a picture of a Flooded Playground)

I got up late and ate peanut butter toast with my daughter first thing in the morning. By the time I was running, it was already midmorning, and found myself in a pretty good mood. I am certainly going to be busy tomorrow, but I am also excited for the marathon. 

It is something I look forward to each year, and I didn’t think I was going to be able to run in it. I know we are still in a pandemic, but I cannot help but think that things are already getting better. 

I haven’t cut my hair in over 15 months, so it is kind of a big deal for me to get it done. A lot of people have been nice enough to tell me how they think my hair looks good long. And I will probably miss it, but it is a lot to deal with. I don’t know if I would ever had grown it out if not for the pandemic. I am tempted to post a before and after picture, but I like not posting pictures of myself online. There is just something about the self-portrait that makes me feel uncomfortable. I could be wrong, but I feel like people treat me differently when they know what I look like. 

It is my dad’s birthday today, which makes me reflect on all the times he has been there for me over the years. We have, of course, had our differences, but he has never disappeared on me, and he has always been there to help out if I were to ask. 

He is even giving me a ride to the marathon tomorrow, which makes me think about all the judo tournaments, wrestling tournaments, and soccer matches over the years. I don’t think he missed one—Happy birthday dad!