So with 2 girls pretty much everything in our house is only separated from a princess in maybe one degree (2 at most). I mean, I even call a certain friend who happens to be a triathlete ‘Princess’. So this is sort of a princessey thing. I’m posting it because I found it on an advertising blog and because I know mostly women, men with girls names (this means you Chris, Chris and Tracy), men who admit to watching Mama Mia and LOVING it and sensitive fellas read this blog. The rest just shave their legs and pretend their tough but you’re not that tough I think if you shave your legs – mean yes (Ian) but not tough. Have yourself a good cry. Tomorrow I’ll write about pain and training and boobies.