Supergirl got inked!

As the title suggests, I got a tattoo last week!! My dad and my father in law both had bladder cancer. Around the time Paul died, I got the idea to get a tatt of the awareness ribbon. I wish he could have seen it, but it took me 3 months to convince hubby to let me get it. The tattoo is about palm sized, on my chest (basically where you put your hand "on your heart). The ribbon top is heart shaped, and dad and Paul's names are on the ribbon.

I didn't think I'd be a big fan of tattoos... But I kinda want a few more. I want footprints and the line "...it was then that I carried you", but I'm still deciding on a location. I also want a pink and black Superman logo. Which brings me to the next part of the story...

Earlier this week, I asked a friend to help me film a front squat technique. We went over to the squat rack, and there were 3 big guys finishing up. One of the guys knows what I can do, his name is Julian. So Julian was teasing me, and asking did I want to work in for a set...did I want them to add more weight (knowing I'd say no). The other guys thought he was just joking...next thing I know, I'm in the squat rack, no weight belt, squatting what the last guy squatted. I thought I might have bitten off more than I could chew...I was standing there mid squat thinking oh crap. I can't fail this. I gotta do this, I just told them it was no big deal. But I did it! When I was done, one guy says "I'd say I feel like a little girl (weak)...but look what a little girl just did!!!" He called me a "little girl", but I wasn't even mad. I realized later that I had just squatted my  current one rep max!!

Seeing the genuine shock and admiration on these guys faces, it changed me. I really DO feel like I'm exceptionally strong. I'm not the strongest woman out there, but I am definitely stronger than the norm, and that is something to be very proud of.

My cocoon

I've been saying for a while that I feel like I'm going through a metamorphosis. The last 3 years has been one hell of a journey! But it isn't over yet.

As my body has changed, and I've gained confidence from my time in the gym, I've become more interested in the girly stuff that I couldn't be bothered with before.  A few months ago someone introduced me to Jamberry nail wraps, and I'm hooked. Nail polish has never held up well for me, it chips within minutes...but Jamberry nails last about a week. Now I feel weird if i have naked nails. All my gym gear (lifting belt, kick boxing gloves, lifting straps, etc) is a bright pink. I laugh and tell people its so if I drop something, Superman knows it is mine and can return it to me.

I am looking forward to warmer weather, and being able to shop for clothes. Even though I'm 40 now, I could pass for late 20s, so I'm going to take full advantage. Superman says I have really nice legs, so this is going to be the summer I wear all the cute stuff without worry.

I feel like the love and support from Superman and JC is definitely helping my transformation. I'm so unsure about how the world is going to react to the new me as I emerge from my cocoon, and those two could not be more supportive.