Earning my tattoo

Last week, I got through one of, if not the biggest obstacle course, Tough Mudder. It wasn’t simply a fun day out for me. This was the culmination of 6 months of physical training, not to mention the psychological strength it took to get up at 3:15am to train.  I added a 10K run twice a month and began researching nutrition to educate myself.

I was obviously very proud for completing and I knew what my personal reward was going to be. The tattoo.

I never understood what the allure was with tattooing. The whole, “My body is a canvas” thing just didn’t make sense to me. One aspect I could grasp was the idea of imprinting something that was important to you for all to see. Kind of like, ‘wearing your heart on your sleeve’ I suppose J

This tattoo was the first I wanted. But why? Why did I want it in the first place? My headband and running number would usually be more than enough. Having thought about it, I’m pretty sure it has to do with when we moved to Toronto back in 2010.

Our time here has not been wholly pleasant. We were greeted with rudeness, ignorance, an apartment that was half the size we were promised, and job qualifications that, as it turns out, didn’t transfer to Ontario. The economic problems seem even harsher in Toronto because it’s so “dog eat dog”. Anyways, the situation we were dealing with didn’t lend itself to a lot of happy feelings around our place for quite a while.

This past Christmas, Danny saw an opportunity to give me a boost and got me a whole year to go back to Soldiers of Fitness! Not just good for me fitness wise. He knew that the people made me happy and that turns into an all around happiness thing.

With a goal to work towards, I stopped having so much time to think ugly thoughts. I got focused, my thoughts became clearer, and I started feeling strong again.

The point of my story is this: my new tattoo is a reminder of my accomplishment and to keep moving forward because I earned my happiness with blood, sweat, and tears. Literally.Image

That’s my right hip, in case you were wondering  🙂

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2 Responses to Earning my tattoo

  1. Karen says:

    Thanks for sharing. It’s cool to learn more about you. I knew you were the type of person who put her heart into everything as soon as I heard what time you get up 3 days a week to come join us nutso at SOF. You are right, it is a unique person who does this bootcamp. It’s actually sharing a goal, no judgements, no crap, just do it. You totally earned that tattoo. Be proud, it doesn’t matter a bit what anyone else thinks, this is your moment. Thanks Danny, we kinda like your girl!

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