To 'Poo, or Not to 'Poo

I tried to resist using that post title, I really did. But a story about Hamlet was playing on the radio and I found myself facing a true dilemma—the first of many to come, I'm sure, as Jenn and I embark on this shampoo-less journey. It was a crisis of conscience, a choice of dire proportions, a decision to eclipse all decisions! Well. Ok, so maybe not quite so dramatic. 

The heart of the matter is this: Today is the first day of my commitment to a no-shampoo life, and I was good and virtuous and had a great workout at the gym. A great, energizing, sweaty workout. Crud. 

Now, as I've divined from a close reading of others' experiences, the rule of thumb to help your scalp acclimate as quickly as possible is to hold out without using any form of shampoo for about a full week. After that, you should try to use the baking soda shampoo maybe 1–2x a week, or when your hair gets sweaty. Lo and behold, here I am exactly one day out from the last time I used shampoo, and I've got sweat-soaked hair.

After several agonizing minutes of debating my next steps and practicing decision avoidance by feeding the cat, putting away dishes, hanging up clothing, and even (yes, it's true) checking to see if anyone had actually stopped in to read the one post we have up on this blog, I really couldn't hold off any longer. 

Have no fear, friends, I did not give in to temptation. Freshly showered with (exceptionally, terrifically, stupendously) well-rinsed hair, I'm ready to see if a shampoo-less post-gym shower works. Thank goodness it's a weekend and I can blame any poor results on apartment-cleaning efforts!

Look, it's a weekend.

Edwina's current status:

# of days since last commercial shampoo: 1

Significant Other Check: "Do whatever you need to do, sweetheart."

Public Perception Paranoia Scale: 7/10, "So glad it's not a workday!"