2ManyCurves's Journal, 29 October 2013

My mother was right. There, I said it. You do things in your 20s that you swear you will never regret. Now, in my late 30s, I realize how wrong I was. Following my stint in the military, I had this wonderful idea to get a tattoo. Not one, but two. The first one was not a huge deal and I do not have much issue with it. It is merely a Kanji letter (I think-who can really tell when you aren't fluent in Japanese?). It is small and relatively easily hidden. My second tattoo is also relatively easily hidden by clothing due to its location but is rather large and is comprised of what was intended to be two sea horses emerging from waves. Backless dresses and bathing suits reveal its hideous lines that scream "prison ink" all over my back. Though I have never (thus far) served a day in prison, this tattoo would make men on the Green Mile cringe. When I first received it, I had convinced myself it was amazingly cool artwork. Clearly, I was delusional in my 20s. My mother did not speak to me for two weeks following this tattoo. I suppose that since it was on my back, I never realize how ridiculous it looked until recently. In the last few weeks I find myself staring more into full length mirrors while taping and measuring for weight loss. In fact, the only really redeeming quality from this tattoo is that when I look at my backside in the mirror it immediately distracts ones eyes from my massive bum. Cellulite is more attractive. This weekend, I stayed in a hotel with my son and his friend. After hitting the hotel exercise room, I decided it would be a good idea to relax my muscles in the hot tub. My son decided he would remark, "Wow, Mom. You've lost a lot of weight. Your seahorses actually look like seahorses again." In that moment, he nearly faced drowning via hot tub at a mere 17 years of age. I regained composure and became determined to do something about this horrid tattoo. It occurred to me that I should reward myself after I lose this weight. It is a rather large tattoo with black ink. Laser removal probably would not be very effective. And, I suspect I would have to go multiple times for painful laser treatments. I am making one of my rewards for my weight loss journey to present myself to a skilled, professional tattoo artist with the plea: "Fix me, please." In my line of work, I wear conservative clothing and am covered up quite a bit. I believe that most people I work with would be surprised that I had any tattoo, let alone this ugly beast of a tramp stamp. I don't want it fixed to show off to others. As it is on my low back, the only time anyone would see it is when I am in a bathing suit. But I think I am going to do this for my eyes.

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1297 kcal

Fat: 57.21g | Prot: 82.90g | Carb: 122.27g.   Breakfast: Great Value Maple & Brown Sugar Instant Oatmeal. Lunch: Muller Greek Corner Lowfat Yogurt with Caramelized Almonds, Eating Right Turkey Chili with Beans. Dinner: Cheesecake Factory Original Cheesecake (6"), Baked Potato (Peel Eaten), Whole Foods Market Balsamic Vinaigrette, Brown Gravy, Mixed Salad Greens, Pork Chops (Top Loin, Boneless). Snacks/Other: 3 Musketeers 3 Musketeers Minis, Twizzlers Twizzlers. more...

2663 kcal

Activities & Exercise: Calisthenics (light, e.g. home exercise) - 5 minutes, Walking (moderate) - 3/mph - 1 hour and 45 minutes, Dance (fast step, aerobic) - 10 minutes, Sleeping - 22 hours. more...