Time for a Hat

I have to either let my hair grow longer, or start wearing a hat.

For the second week in a row, I winced as I combed my hair on Sunday morning. It took a moment before I finally realized the top of my head was sunburned, because my hair has thinned enough to allow the sun through.

Another sign of aging. Not one I expected, of course.

The positive side to this?  I was in the sun all day because I was busy coaching both of my daughter’s — age 7 and 9 — soccer teams. Wins in both cases, too.

The coaching keeps me young.

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