If you recall, I made a promise back in December to grow out my playoff beard for the draft, and am I ever glad I did. With Winter Storm Evelyn being a complete bitch this late in April, I would have been out of luck most years and my face would be exposed to the conditions. Luckily, this year I had nature’s facemask.
I was out clearing snow for a good portion of Saturday and part of Sunday and my beard provided me with all the protection I needed. There are few things as satisfying as clearing your driveway and having a beard full of icicles to show for your effort.
If I wouldn’t have had my beard, my face would have froze or I would have had to wear one of those facemasks, which I probably would have done to cover up my embarrassment for not having a beard. Plus, anyone driving by would wonder why a woman was out there clearing snow.
I guess the moral of the story is that it is always a good thing to have a beard.