We have a lot of fit people in our neighborhood. A LOT. We see lots of runners, and if I got up at the butt-crack of dawn I'd see a neighborhood boot camp group out at our 10 acre park. Fortunately, I'm not crazy so I stay in bed. Not that those ladies are crazy. They are just super duper dedicated...and not lazy. I am not dedicated, and lazy. Which brings me to my point.
I see a whole lot of these in the neighborhood...
Since I have not ran 13.1 or 26.2 miles, I've never thought about putting one on my car. After all the longest race I've ever ran non-stop was a 15K, or 9.3 miles. That was enough for me. I was pretty content with never having a sticker until I thought...
I have, technically, ran 13.1 and even 26.2 miles over the course of my lifetime. Heck, if you add up all my mileage it would be near the Ultra-Marathon level. So why can't I have one?
Pretty smart, huh? No one would really know if I have or have not ran a half or full marathon. I could get some massive respect on a technicality. I'm such a genius.
Then I started thinking even harder. I wonder how many people actually cheated and just put the sticker on their car. That would be so stinkin' hilarious! So if you see me around town with a sticker like the ones above, just know I cheated, and I think it's funny!
1 comment:
I have actually seen a couple 70.3 stickers! I did a little research and found out it is a half Ironman.
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