My Tattoo

Mom, you should probably skip this post.

Wearing sleeveless shirts with my workouts and running during the summer, I thought about getting a tattoo. I gave it a lot of thought. Then, a few weeks ago, I went for it. What the hell, I’m 45, a grown man.

So check it out:

(That’s my right arm reflected in a mirror.)

I know a tattoo does not make me a badass. It doesn’t make me younger. But I like it, and it’s my body, so I figure if I can take the process, I can get one if I want.

What do you think?

[Edit: It’s a temp tattoo I got while on our Walt Disney World vacation.]

Bullgrit