Things just about went all wrong today. I've never felt so unprepared and unkempt in my life.
I went to PT without shaving as usual. It's dark, no one cares that early and I can shave after my shower.
Get back, sweat pouring from every gland and feeling pumped. Just a nice shave and I'm ready to get going.
I get out the shower, don my robe and get all the kit and caboodle ready and set to work.
Right cheek was all nice after the first pass. Onto the chin....SCRIP!
So apparently, I had left the DE wide open last night to let it air dry and this morning I forgot to set it back to 3. Sliced a sliver of chin skin right off. Boy I could have bled for the Olympics. Looking at it now, it's such a shallow and small cut that I don't even see how that much blood came out of it.
Then I had to abandon the shave while trying to fix this cut. Eventually, with a gauze out of my med pack pressed to my chin, I finished off the cheeks and was about to start the neck when there was a bang on my door. I hadn't even noticed it was time for an appointment at Central Issue.
So in the end, I leave the barracks with a bloody gauze on my chin, stubble all over my face, a pretty impressive mustache and shaving cream still under my ears. Oh, and a surly demeanor.
Thank goodness it's Friday.
I went to PT without shaving as usual. It's dark, no one cares that early and I can shave after my shower.
Get back, sweat pouring from every gland and feeling pumped. Just a nice shave and I'm ready to get going.
I get out the shower, don my robe and get all the kit and caboodle ready and set to work.
Right cheek was all nice after the first pass. Onto the chin....SCRIP!
So apparently, I had left the DE wide open last night to let it air dry and this morning I forgot to set it back to 3. Sliced a sliver of chin skin right off. Boy I could have bled for the Olympics. Looking at it now, it's such a shallow and small cut that I don't even see how that much blood came out of it.
Then I had to abandon the shave while trying to fix this cut. Eventually, with a gauze out of my med pack pressed to my chin, I finished off the cheeks and was about to start the neck when there was a bang on my door. I hadn't even noticed it was time for an appointment at Central Issue.
So in the end, I leave the barracks with a bloody gauze on my chin, stubble all over my face, a pretty impressive mustache and shaving cream still under my ears. Oh, and a surly demeanor.
Thank goodness it's Friday.