Evan Takes On No Shave November!

Evan loves personal challenges. Earlier this year, he took on Hood to Coast, the Warrior Dash, and went skydiving. Oh, and he married me.

He says that he does these crazy, tiring things because he likes the personal challenge; he likes to go up against himself and his limits, and win. Personally, I think he does these things to worry me, but his reasoning is more poetic, I suppose.

With that said, Evan has decided to take on a huge new personal challenge: No Shave November. The school where he teaches is having all the male teachers do it to raise money for cancer research. It's really a great cause, but Evan's challenge comes in the fact that he does not really grow facial hair easily. At 27, he still has two baldish, baby-soft spots on his face that don't grow facial hair at all. In all honesty, as a Mexican woman, I feel that I have an easier time growing a mustache.

Evan's first foray into growing facial hair came when he was about to start student teaching at a local high school. He realized, with a start, that he was only five years older than the students he would be teaching, so he set out to grow a goatee to look older. It took him a full two weeks to really get something going, and once it was in, it became a permanent fixture.

Here is my adorable husband, with the adored goatee! Please ignore my ridiculous hat/sunglasses combo. 

And now, after four years with the goatee that I have come to love, and that Evan's hair follicles worked so hard to produce, he has shaven everything and is ambitiously hoping to have a "beard' by the end of this month.

I, of course, have taken it upon myself to chronicle the whole thing. Here is the picture from week one, taken three days after he had shaved everything:

I have friends and relatives that have this much stubble after one night. Let's go, facial hair! 

Stay tuned! More pictures to come! Here's hoping my husband looks like a lumberjack in 25 days!