There was a pretty ferocious storm a couple days ago in Hong Kong that damaged some of the infrastructure up on Mount Davis. The internet was down due to a lightning strike and water went off for a while. That's fine, yesterday I went to down to HK Island and worked from Pacific Coffee. I had to hurry to grab the shuttle down the mountain and didn't get my morning walk/run in, so I went around 11PM when I came back until I found a well lit place to jog back and forth on the mountain, and I came back at midnight.
I'm sweaty, exhausted, and I think - oh, I hope the water's back on... I should've checked...
I went to the shower, turned the nob, and... the water started. Good.
But no hot water for some reason. And it was quite cold.
At first I flinch and tense up a little bit as I step into the water, and then I think - why should I flinch? Mind over matter. This will be cold,. and I'll enjoy it anyways.
So I wet my hair from the cold water, methodically, smoothly, not rushing or hurrying or shying from the coldness.
I shampoo my hair, and wash it out, I step into the cold water and wash myself, and all of sudden it's almost enjoyable. It's still cold, but just - accepting that I'd be cold, it ceased to be bad. I showered off, and when I stepped out I'd never felt so strong and alive. I felt like one of those German barbarians that always gave the Romans so much trouble. The air felt pleasant as I stepped from the cold water, and I admired the view from the second floor of the building before getting dressed and doing some good work.
Yeah, it reminds me of the week I spent at Sziget Festival http://www.hungarotickets.com/sziget/en/home . It's on a small island in the middle of the Danubio River, Budapest. We were there with other 400.000 people. No hot water. After the first days, I got used to the cold. And walking around the island all the day, sleeping on the soil, having cold shower, I felt, by the end, stronger.
We have more resources than we think, that's why we survived after all.
Reminds me of the winter when I had no hot water. I couldn't be bothered to call a technician to fix it, so instead I showered in cold water. What gave me the inspiration was watching the video for "Singing in the Rain". I figured that showering in cold water is no worse than walking in the rain for a few minutes.
After trying it, I can say that it's no worse than stepping into a cold swimming pool. After a few seconds you become desensitized to the cold and the water feels fine.
Life is funny.
About 36 hours ago, I wrote "Steel on the Inside, Silk on the Outside."
I think most guys are afraid to do this – to wear light colors, to go to a spa, to being silly and lighthearted, these traditionally feminine things. I think most guys go out of their way to appear tough, rugged, macho. And you know why? I think it’s because most of ‘em are soft on the inside, scared, powerless, aimless.
My philosophy is be as strong as steel on the inside, and light and gentle like silk on the outside.
I have been cursed with fine wavy hair since I was a baby. But, as I grew up, my hair changed into a thick frizzy mess. During elementary school, my hair was manageable, I had bangs and shoulder length hair. Once middle school started, and maybe new hormones kicking in, my hair was an unmanageable mess. My hair became very thick and curly. To compensate for this, I grew out my bangs, and put my hair into a low ponytail every single day. I would wash my hair with sudsy shampoo, whatever conditioner I had on hand, didn't bother with leave in condition, and had little to no curly hair products. I would also brush my mass of hair every day, even when it was dry. Days between showers were frizzy disasters for me!
Once high school came along, I started to get better hair products, and only brush my hair while wet. Unfortunately, I was lazy. I didn't have bangs anymore, but had long layers and my hair was a bit past my shoulders. Since it was long, I was able to put it up in a messy bun every day. Occasionally I would let my hair down and show off my curls, but it would take me an hour to make sure I had enough hair product in my hair. (This would cause 'crunchy hair syndrome' once my hair was dry)
One magical day while on a Caribbean cruise with my dad, step mom, and step sister. I got a haircut. My step sister pushed me to get a haircut and try something new. I must have spent over an hour sitting in the ship's salon. Immediately after, I did have a bit of what I like to call "Q-Tip head" because my hair was picked out so much it looked like I was a Q-Tip! Once I washed it the next day, I saw the cut. It was perfect. It was in between chin and shoulder length, and was a big chop for me. My hairdresser described it as an A-line bob, but the the A-line was not very drastic. With the new shape, I also got my bangs back. I did not have the classic triangle shape that many curly girls get after a cut, but instead I had a beautiful shape! I was in love! I would straighten my bangs and leave the rest curly. My curls were short enough where I couldn't put them up in a bun anymore, so I had to deal with them.
Since that haircut, I have found a lady who cuts my hair dry (like on the cruise ship, and how it should be cut with curly hair). I have been keeping it short. I no longer have bangs, but the hair surrounding my face is shaped to show off my smile!
Throughout trial and error I have perfected my curly hair routine and am now able to have beautiful, and sometimes frizzy, curly hair. I hope that I can share my routine, tips, and tricks with all you curly girls out there! If you ever have a question ask and I will be sure to help you out!