This morning I arrived at work, having ridden. I went into the lady's room, where a lady was putting on her makeup, spritzing her hair. After i put my helmet into my locker (she was gone now) I did my best to make my hair look like I brushed it and went to work.
I guess it's about priorities. I'd rather be healthy and not quite so primped.
being healthy with rosy cheeks is its own kind of beauty. And people do notice.