Okay, I've finally done it.

I've shaved my legs.

Oh, I know you're laughing. And you know what? I don't mind. Nope, not one bit. You know why? Because shaving my legs is quite possibly the most manly thing I've ever done in my life.

I'd heard all the arguments for leg shaving in magazines and books and such, saying that leg hair creates wind drag and yadda yadda. But what finally convinced me to do it was speaking to my cycling coach. He said "Look, I could tell you about aerodynamics and wind drag and all that, but the simple fact is that you are riding a bicycle at high speeds on asphalt. Now, I've read your website, and I know with 100% certainty that you are GOING to crash -- and when you do, it's going to be a LOT better on you if you don't have hairs growing in your wound."

Now, having taken spills on my mountain bike, I can attest to this. So I just bit the bullet and decided to do it. I've taken a step I KNOW will bring me ridicule and harassment by my male friends, and why? Because I know that i'm in a sport where i'm going to fall and get very hurt.

Shaving my legs is a sign that I've accepted the fact that I will eventually fall on my bike and get carved up, and I'm going to keep cycling anyway. Not only that, I'm going to do it in spite of the fact that I know I'm going to catch hell for it.

You can't tell me that that doesn't take balls (and don't worry... I've left those fuzzy).