Doctor’s office called me today, and set up my MRI appointment for tomorrow. So tomorrow afternoon I get to slip into that tube, and try to stay still long enough for them to get a good image of my shoulder. Have you ever been told to stay still? Do you realize how difficult that is for me on a normal basis? To tell me to stay still will get me more antsy than normal.
Goin’ tubin’.
This is gonna be interesting.
I am finally getting back to normal with my respiratory health. The sinus and upper respiratory infection I battled with for weeks, finally met it’s match with the new set of meds the doctor gave me. I even was able to get in some running last week. I’m on my way.
Friday I really started battling a bit of tattoo fever. I was planning on getting some small ink done this next Sunday at a benefit for Dog Star Pit Bull Rescue, but I also really wanted something to commemorate completing my first marathon; no a medal and a finisher’s shirt just was not enough. I mulled over what to get, but I could never settle on a design. I wanted something different, and something bold.
Saturday as we were coming home from brunch, we made a last second detour to our local tattoo shop; Saints & Sinners in Oak Cliff. I think it may have been the brunch bloody marys or the chocolate wine that pushed me to just get this done.
I spoke to the artist and gave him what elements I wanted in my tattoo; 26.2 in roman numerals, the Japanese character for warrior, lots of boldness, and no flowery stuff. He went to work on it and had me come back in 30 minutes.
When I did, he had three concept drawings for me to look at. Two were good but just not enough wow factor for me; the third one blew me away. His concept had everything and had it bold as can be, I loved it!
Within 30 minutes he had the stencil all drawn up, and was ready to start my ink!
I laid on that table for about 2 1/2 hours, and let me tell you this; my buzz left me about an hour into the session. WOW! It was painful as hell in some spots, but painful in general because of the fact that I have no meat on my left leg. It has always been atrophied. Also I have a scar there from when I had my Achilles tendon lengthened about four decades ago. Yeah you would think that after 40 freaking years that a scar would not have much of an impact. WRONG!
It was so worth it though. I LOVE my marathon tattoo!
Here are photos of the process:
This guy!
I came down with a really nasty upper respiratory infection this week, and it has thrown me even further behind on updating my blog. I have lots to share about my first marathon. Hang tight, as soon as this glop is gone, I can think straight and get everything posted!
As a side note – the Z-Pack I was prescribed, RAWKS. I feel exponentially better than i did two days ago.
Wow okay so it has been more than a few days since I updated my blog! I did get my running in, but took it easy as far as the holiday weekend goes. The last week or so has taken off on me, due to a very hectic workload at the office, and from rescuing a sweet puppy that was at death’s door, at a local animal shelter.
My anxiety over the next few weeks of long training runs has temporarily subsided thanks to this.
The Oatmeal – I ran my First 50 Mile Ultra Marathon
I wonder if that tree moss grows here? Oh never mind, I’ll take 7-11 bathroom single-ply scratchy paper, thank-you-very-much!
If I Can U Can 