Challenge yourself

Hi. Today, I got a haircut. Like, a haircut. Almost all my hair is gone!

Can you say Eeekk?! I’m still not totally used to it, and I really would not have probably done it if not for the confidence and encouragement of my sweet husband.

Let me just say that some of you will read this post and think, what’s the big deal? Others of you will think,  I would never do something so bold. I guess I’m speaking to the latter.

We were out a month or two ago when I saw a girl with a cute pixie cut and commented that maybe I would want to try something like that one day. (Like, in another lifetime.) But Jonathan was like, “You should totally do it!” (Which completely threw me off guard). So I got nervous. I no longer had a reason not to. But I still debated it. A lot. I had butterflies in my stomach hours before the appointment.

I figure it’s good for me to do things periodically that make me uncomfortable. I don’t want to get too comfortable with being comfortable.

You see, right after I graduated high school, I donated my hair to Locks of Love. It was the most dramatic haircut I had ever contemplated and I was petrified. I kept thinking of reasons why I “couldn’t”. I did, though.

And you know what? It was kinda freeing.

I know it sounds silly, but I realized that maybe I was too attached to my long hair. Hair grew. I was still me, regardless of my hair.

So today, almost a decade later, I found myself in a very similar position. And I took the plunge. Again.

Now, I’m not implying that each of you reading this should go and chop your hair off…or am I ? 😉

Here’s what I am saying: challenge yourself. Do something that scares you a little. It’s good for you.