Being the Chief un-Official at the World’s Collide Cyclocross this past weekend had its benefits … it also came with a price.
The big spot on the back of my head isn’t so bad to deal with … it’s a little sensitive, and looks funny, but all and all, it’s not a big thing. But my left ear is a disgusting, bloody mess.
Next time you see me out at an event in the sun, ask me if I remembered to put sunscreen on my face, my neck, and most importantly, my ears. If I say no, I hearby give you permission to flick the back of my head … or at least to berate me severely until I remedy the situation.
Because this just sucks.