At some point during my early 20’s I got the nickname Iron Man. I didn’t mind it because everyone needs iron to fortify their cereal. Back in iron’s heyday it was the tits. Yea, I just said tits. This means that I share a connection with the tits of times past and cereal. Fuck yea. After interrogating nobody, I found out I had that name given to me for three reasons:
One, I went to the gym before work every morning and showed up in swimming trunks, sandals, and a tank top. Why would I show up in such a relaxed and daring attire? Because I would go swimming or hit the hot tub after alpha male-ing those 5 lb iron weights. 5 lbs in each hand, might I add (you may swoon now). I wasn’t about to show up for work in my work clothes, that’s an idea that has no place at the workplace! I forced everyone to acknowledge that I was entering my mediocre job feeling relaxed, feeling like a million bucks. Nay! A million relaxed bucks.
Two, it was a metaphor for how I would act when stuck in a glass box of emotions like Ron Burgundy. I don’t wear my heart on my sleeve. I wear it in my chesticle, where it belongs and where the Lord of Hosts intended it to be when he drew out the blueprints for my body.
There is not a third reason, I lied about that.
As I got older I contemplated on what was initially a joke and simple observation but it has taken on a meaning of it’s own. Or not. I have probably given it meaning and to me it has become a symbol that I take seriously now. It’s a symbol of strength and reliability. Now that my father has died, it’s meaning has matured and amplified. I’m the head of my family now and I am starting a family with Sonia. Iron Man is not invincible, but strong. Iron. Followed by man. To me this means acknowledge the feeling and human part of my personality, avoiding the pompous idea that I’m an invincible superhero or a martyr, neglecting myself while being everything for everyone else. There is a man behind the iron and that should always be remembered.
It’s his heart that powers the suit. It’s his mind that powers the idea.
Random thought complete.