A year ago, my unborn son was just a floating blob of protoplasm. I leaned down next to my wife’s stomach and promised him that I would run a half marathon before he was six months old. Yesterday I lived up to that promise.
Ok, most of that didn’t actually happen–especially since I’ve run a half marathon every year since 2010. The same half marathon, actually–the Hershey half. It’s a nice run and the proceeds go to a good cause. Yesterday I had my personal best time–1:41:57. My son couldn’t have been happier…to chew on the piece of warming foil they gave me at the finish line.
I’m a competitive person, I’ll admit it. Now that the half marathon is over, I have to find something else to compete for. On Father’s Day, my wife and son gave me a book titled “World’s Greatest Dad.” Maybe my next venture can be training to defend that title.
What events would a World’s Greatest Dad competition have? It would have to involve physical strength, speed, stamina, and strategy. Here are a few ideas:
- Diaper changing: graded for speed and accuracy
- Baby toss: based on height, safety of catch and amount of fun for the child
- Peek-a-boo: who sees you?
- Patty cake: bonus points for most creative lyric modifications
- Belly raspberries: graded for quality and length of uninterrupted sound
- Bathing: cleanliness, speed and water loss would all be factored into scoring
- Bottle feeding: score includes hold, grip and accuracy
What else would you add?