Becoming a man

I recall reading something about being overweight and having more estrogen or somesuch. I never paid it much attention, but recently as am thisclose from hitting 80 pounds lost, there are some obvious changes going on.

The main manifestation is that I am shaving my face far more often than ever before. That’s definitely not a welcome change, but I guess that’s part of the deal.

It reminds me of a weblog post I never wrote, because it felt incomplete, but a few months ago, I sort of felt like I was acting more like a pregnant woman than a man.

Concerned about skin elasticity, I was hanging out on message boards for pregnant women, checking what products they were using, although there was no way to know if a product that helped people who stretched out their skin for a few months would have any effect on someone whose skin was stretched out for years. So far, so good, in that department. Although there’s little I can do to make the skin keep pulling in. Just hoping it keeps doing it.

At the same time, I was also going through a weird time at the gym, because I sweat a lot when I’m there. I actually go out of my way to sweat a lot there. I’m the guy who will leave my machine and turn off the fan if one of the princesses needs to get that icky sweat off of her after doing five minutes of cardio.

Anyway, my level of sweat was creating a lot of heavy, wet shirts dragging across my nipples, and they were becoming sore. So, back to the pregnancy boards, and debating whether to lube up the nipples before going to the gym, or whether my workouts would actually be toughening them up, as many women found after breastfeeding for a while after first getting sore.

So, I have finally crossed over, I am more of a man today than a pregnant woman.

That’s progress, I guess?

One Response to “Becoming a man”

  1. Michael Ditto Says:

    I can relate. I’ve never had to shave more than the six rogue hairs on my chin. But I drop under 200, and whaddya know? Peach fuzz all over.

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