Hi gang!
Lately, I’ve heard a few comments about my tan. I have that funky looking bike rider tan. I’ve got white feet but dark legs. There’s that dramatic tan line just above the knee that makes most folks suggest I sign up at the local tanning salon.
But more striking and I suppose disturbing to anyone who is even remotely style-conscious is that profound white band around my wrist where my watch is when I’m out bike riding.
Those tan-line imbalances along with my ebony-ivory tan line on my biceps are glaring and I guess nerdy indicators that this man is much more serious about putting in long hours on the bike than he is with his epidermal appearance…
I admit that I’m guilty on all counts… But damn I’m proud of it! For those who know me, you realize that those funky aspects of my appearance are in someways like the red badge of courage…
Every time I view those imperfections, I get giddy because I know what they really mean… They are bona fide evidence that this man has finally made it through the storm…keeping afloat after fighting chronic illness for almost 10 years…
My friends have made some good suggestions…buy some instant tan…go to the tanning salon to even things out…
Good ideas, but I just don’t think I can do that… To me it would be like taking your kid’s A+ report card and painting over it with a dull even color…