Well, I am no longer a tattoo virgin. I knew if I went across that finish line, first, part of the deal was a tattoo. I also knew that I wasn't going to procrastinate, otherwise I may pull a Barry Wicks. That's so not cool. So, today at 5:45, with the support of Wendy & Emily, I got some ink. Nothing exciting, nothing flashy, nothing you can see when I am in normal clothes and nothing somewhere it would hurt. Yep, I am a baby. Wanted it on my lower back/high butt, but Roll (the tattoo artist) said that hurts a lot more than the leg, so here it is:
Roll getting ready. Atomic Tattoo on Alberta.
The design. 16 tooth cog, which I used yesterday with my 36.
Concentrating and hard at work.
Almost half way done. OUCH!
Fake smile.
Whew, it's done. I opted out of the fill in of the cog. That meant more time on the table. No thanks!
Next time I am in cycling shorts, you can see it up close and personal.
5 comments:
You know you'll want more! You won't stop at one :)
Where's the bear?
WTG! You RAWK!
Atta girl! Nice piece, Sue!!
You're so hardcore!! When do we get to see each other? Reading your blog makes me want to look for a bike again - now that I'm back in the States!
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