140.6

Yesterday, I finally got around to going to Fleet Feet and dropping $2 on the decal I’ve been longing for since November.

It’s a white oval with a 140.6 in the middle of it.

It doesn’t say anything really. Just a number, but anyone who knows what that number means, knows that that little decal actually says quite a lot.

Back before I did an Ironman, I would see random cars and trucks, here and there with 140.6 decals and I have to admit, I was jealous.

I was jealous of the kind of person that could do an Ironman, someone with drive, discipline, willpower, control, grit, strength and determination. Many of the things I’ve always thought I lacked.

Well, I guess I have a bit of all those things…

I would sometimes drive to the trail to run, so I didn’t have to run all the way to the trail to run.

I had enough discipline to not smoke while I was running.

I had the willpower to not stuff my face with pizza and cheeseburgers until after my workouts.

I had enough control not to poop my pants. Not even once (although I came close a time or two).

I had grit….well, actually, I don’t know that I had any grit. 

Determination? Well yeah, I had a lot of that.

So I'm gonna drive around in my car with my 140.6 sticker. Maybe throwing  a “wassup” head nod to someone else that has one. Maybe some aspiring Ironman will see my fat ass in the car and think “if he can do it, I can do it.

Maybe they’ll think I’m driven, determined, and all those other things people think Ironmans are.

Maybe they’ll just flip me off because I drive like an asshole.