In the rare chance friends and family may be interested, I’ve decided to give a (very) brief update about my beard length and the trials and tribulations I’ve encountered taking it this far.
First of all, having a beard is awesome. There’s no way around it. Who wouldn’t want to wear a badge of evolutionary superiority on their FACE!? That said, much like the hair on top of your head, there are good days and bad days.
I’ve discovered some simple tricks to help avoid bad days, but they still happen every once in awhile. Rushing from hostel to train to bus to hostel doesn’t always allow for primping time, and, the beard is my face’s first line of defense, continually hammered by the elements. I’ve learned proper proactive treatment can keep those wiry bastards in line.
Here’s the length when we started the journey. I sincerely apologize for the close-ups of my wiry facial hair. This is your last chance to navigate away.
Here’s where we are now.
See the difference? It’s coming in nicely. I’ll do a couple more updates down the road, but only if this post doesn’t totally turn everyone off from reading about our travels again. How will I know if you stop reading? I watch the analytics. I’ll know.
Brit has been in great support of my beard-growing initiative, offering compliments or giving a loving tug now and then. Her support means more than she knows.
Lastly, allow me to give a quick plug for the general awareness of men’s health. If you’re not aware, millions of men all over the world are growing facial hair to help start the conversation about how to prevent common men’s health issues. For more information about the Movember movement, check out the site and please get involved.