It’s in the healing process now so I’ll post a healed photo hopefully next week. If you click the photo, it should open to a bigger one. This tattoo has a lot of meaning. My parents, separately came to America for a better life. They met in Philadelphia not long after. Both from the same region of Calabria, Italy. I was born in Philadelphia, grew up in Philly and have an immense love for all things Philadelphia. I have always loved the LOVE PARK statue and use it for a lot of Bigg Romeo things too. So I have an arm that I am going to sleeve and it’s all music related. So I wanted to do a few things. By adding ALL YOU NEED IS ( a Beatles reference and popular phrase that many people don’t even know where it’s from it fit the music sleeve opposite my forearm from Elvis…. But if you look close you’ll see that the love is stitched into me. Love is stitched into me. My dad is a master tailor. He made me too. Full of love and sometimes too much love for the people around me that many times don’t deserve it. So in one little hour tattoo… I carry around so much love and meaning. I wanted to do something with a needle and thread but this just seems perfect. The watercolor was just me.. crazy and full of color. Shane asked me what I was going to do when I hit 100 pounds. I thought about it and you’ll just have to wait and see. It’s just a couple words though and will go on the wrist with my Grand mom’s and best friend Carl’s memorial.
Last weekend was hard. I think that it’s just easier during the week to drink my gallon of water and stay out of wawa. It’s much harder on the road with the band and feeling sluggish or that feeling of needing energy. I got a small basket of fries last Friday at the gig and of course have to hear about it from a band member… cracking jokes about my program or diet. Meanwhile he can’t do half the shit I am doing now. So that kinda bummed me out. Come Sunday on my rest day I was ravenous. So of course Monday came and it was up 2 pounds from the last weight in. This time I took control. I have been logging everything I put in my mouth. I have been getting my water down. I will get it down this weekend too if it kills me. I want to have a few drinks at Parx on Saturday night so I am going to make sure I have my gallon drank or I will not be drinking anything else. That’s going to go for any show and anything that isn’t water.
Brett turns 20 this weekend and Sunday night took everyone on the haunted train out of New Hope. It was kinda lame but I fit in the seats so that always makes me smile. If you are going to New Hope to get scared. Save your money.
I had my 2nd personal training on Tuesday morning and 2 days later my back is still screaming. There is something about getting your ass handed to you by a chick that I don’t really like. I texted her yesterday (Wednesday) to tell her my back was on fire And she texted me back. “WAHHHH”. Seriously, my back freaking hurts. But I feel great afterwards so I’ll do what I can to keep going once a week. I wish I could afford it twice a week.
So I got my water in, calories are tweaked, been lifting and walking and lost 1.5 pounds. I am at 328.5. It’s not a lot but it’s the right direction for sure. Without getting into it too much, I kinda had a life changing and traumatic experience at 326. So I am looking forward to getting to that starting point and wiping the past clean. Maybe next week!