Open Letter to my Hair

Dear Hair

I understand that my newfound desire for working out (forced by Hermione...) confuses you. You haven't had to deal with bouncing around like this since high school cheerleading and track and I'm pretty sure the hairs that had to deal with that are gone. You weren't even the same color then, so I don't expect you to remember. But why oh why won't you hold on to that pony-tail holder? No other girl in the PERC has to stop running every few minutes to fix her hair. Now I'd like to believe that this is because you are just a lot shinier and silkier than their hair, but I'm not totally sold on the idea. How about I cut back on the blow drying and you stay in your rubber bands? Or no more hair dye for a year? Ok 6 months. 3 months?

Sincerely, 

Melancholy and Miserable in the Midwest