Thursday 30 August 2012

World title slips from my grasp

Yesterday, I lost my bid to break a world record. After more than six months of a daily grind, it was all for naught.

Around last February, it was brought to my attention that a very long hair was growing out of my arm. It was as shocking to me as it was to my girlfriend. I kind of forgot about it/ignored it, but once in a while, I've checked to see if it's still there. It could easily fall out as I scrub my arms with a washcoth every day in the shower. Somehow, the hair as thin as a, um hair has managed to weather the (shower) storm.

Yesterday, I decided to check what the Guinness record is for an arm hair. Much to my surprise, it was just a tad longer than mine...assuming a "tad" is equal to about three inches. So, how long is my "Olympic-sized" lil feller? It's about 2 3/4 inches. Yes, that's right, Virginia--the world record is 5 3/4 inches.

But I'm not throwing in the (bath) towel yet. I'm going to do some research and see if there isn't some diet and or exercise I can do to help my hairy arm get into the record books. This may be my last shot at greatness, but I won't stoop so low as to start doping to give my fur an unhair unfair advantage.

Wish me luck!

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