Friday, September 18, 2009

Tattoo talk

Today’s been an eating day. I’m going to a party tonight and I’m worries that if I don’t try to eat, I’ll end up getting really sick and vomiting all over myself. I’m guesstimating around 600 calories so far.

I’ve been doing really well lately. I’m almost proud of myself! Yesterday I spent the entire night reading blogs and taking notes, writing down ideas and tips to make this whole weight loss thing easier. While I’m writing this I’m halfway through a two liter pitcher of apple juice diluted with water (one part juice for ten parts water), because I suspect that I am not drinking nearly enough water. I can see it on my skin, especially on my shoulders. I never get really bad pimples anymore (grew out of that a couple of years ago, luckily), but I have two blemishes on the left shoulder by my tattoo. I don’t really care about having blemishes on my face – they go away after a day or two anyway – but I absolutely hate having unflattering marks around my tattoos. They’re the parts of my body that draw the mosst attention to themselves, and having blemishes in their vicinity just makes me seem … disgusting.

I’m thinking about getting a tattoo on my stomach, but I am afraid of how a pregnancy will affect it. I am scared to death of strecth marks! I have one, really tiny stretch mark on my left breast, but even though you have to look at it in the right light to see it, I am painfully aware of it every time I show cleavage.

The main reason I would want to get my belly tattooed, was to make it something to show off. I hate my stomach most of all. I’m flabby and not toned at all. Having a tattoo would be super motivating for keeping myself in shape. I wrote about this in an earlier post regarding my ankle tattoos; I have hundreds of scars on my legs and hid them for years, because I was so ashamed of how thy looked. Now that I have my tattoos, I’ve started wearing shorts and skirts again, and I take pride in my body – that part of it at least. I would love to have tattoos cover my entire body! I just need the money … or the right kind of new friends.

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