Iron...

Some might say I am looking a bit sloppy today. Whatever, I have on cute gray herringbone pants, a light pink button down, and maroon flats or black heals.

The problem is the button down - I don't like ironing, even though I have a really nice iron from my grandmother. It's not wrinkly, but the collar won't sit 'right'. Whatever, it was clean, I put it on and came to work.

Because of this, Jess just reminded me of a few signs I saw on the bike course that were along these lines...

"Go IronWOMAN. Real men don't Iron".

Get it, iron-MAN, Ironman. HA! I crack my self up.