This morning while lying in bed, my wife says she has something to tell me. As thoughts race through my mind, she mentions that last night while our 10-year-old son was taking a shower, she smelled the scent of my particular shaving gel. Curious (as our son likes to make potions using soaps, shampoos, etc.), she knocked on the shower door and entered the bathroom. She asked our son if he was using my shaving gel and he said yes. She asked what for and he said to shave his legs! I start busting up laughing, mostly because I’ve been noticing that when I shave my face, my razor is perpetually dull. So, of course, I assume wrongly that it’s my wife. Well, Encyclopedia Brown I’m not. Another Triathlete/Cyclist has been born.
You know your a Triathlete when your 10-year-old son shaves his legs just like Dad.
