I Have to say that a person can never fully comprehend the sheer amount of surface area there is to the human body... until they attempt to shave it. I just spent three hours in the tub and went through three razors... and I'm still not finished. Got m upper arms, shoulders, chest, stomach, what I could reach on my butt, and my my legs north of my knees. On the agenda tomorrow: what I can reach of my back and my lower legs. Day three comes the touch ups and hopefully day four onward will just be maintenance.

There are some interesting things you notice when spending so long shaving in the tub....

1) After I had shaved the upper portion of my chest the tub had filled up enough that I slipped down into it and since the water was as yet not too clouded by the run off from shaving gel, it was very cool seeing the contrast between the shaved area and the the hair lower on my stomach. Shaving these parts under the water, I could see the hair fly up before the razor... watching this was a very interesting experience, taking the time to take it all in. I watched this thing that is my body in the same way as I gaze at the incredible skylines I'm so often privileged to see. I also thought the same word of description that I use with those scenes, beautiful.

I know this sounds ridiculous and to the passing observer it would seem like no big deal, but I was watching myself in a way I haven't before. It felt good. I feel good about myself physically. That is something I didn't feel much when growing up, in fact, I didn't feel good about the way I looked ... ever, really from childhood on up through mid teens. As a late teen I felt better, but this is really the first time I've looked at my nude form and thought good about myself.

2) Shaving the hair off really does show off the muscle. Damn I'm sexy!

3) I knew this before, but there's nothing quite like shaving to make it absolutely clear, legs are BIG! It took me longer to do just the upper part of each leg than it did to do my upper arms, shoulders, chest, and stomach. Was also interesting contoring my figure to see the back of my thighs so I could do a better job and... for the first time I layed there admiring my own curves.

For most of this, I have Silven to thank, I would never feel so good about myself... emotionally, physically, totally... if not for his love. I love you Silven ... was so difficult when I got up and looked in the mirror not to yell for my brother to get the camera...

Well.. I suppose it isn't fair to say this much and not give you a picture of what I looked like before... So ask Silven! He'll know which one I'm talking about