Five Kilometers, Six hours

I ran my first 5k this morning with Drew (mentor) and I'm dead as this is being typed. It was cold, freezing, uphill on a snowy trail. I'm sore already. And now I've got material to work with for telling my boy stories. You know, the whole walk for miles, uphill in the snow thing.

Then, to top it off, I had my first experience of tattooing all day. I was working on a themed (The Nightmare Before Christmas) forearm piece for a little more than six hours. Four glasses of water, three breaks, two tofu hot dogs, and one cramped and locked up thumb... for good measure.

It was the best! I can't imagine how mentally draining it must be to tattoo all day, every day.