Deborah and I both shaved our heads (in my case, again) today, and we both got (at least at some point) mohawks.
I'm letting this fucker grow in.
Also, my hair is slowly falling out. It's about time... But it might compromise the mohawk.
I started Well-Fit today. I had an initial assessment, which included a 15 or 20 minute stress test on a stationary bike. Fancy equipment they had there, they did... To be on something that actually recreated a cycling experience was just amazing. I missed it...
I start going to Well-Fit "classes" on Wednesday. After that, it's twelve weeks, twice a week. Monday and Wednesday on my good weeks, Monday and Friday on chemo weeks.
I'm not going to feel crappy again, when I don't have to. This time, cancer fucked with the wrong guy.