Get on your butt. Then walk toward your feet with your hands and feet. It’s called Crab Walk. It looks more like a dog wiping his butt on the carpet. This morning we had to do that for 20 yards. First we ran 40 yards, then crab walked and then ran for another 40 yards. Sounds fun, doesn’t it?
Imagine doing this with your son kicking your butt the whole way. My child has recently discovered his super power is making his father look like an arthritic turtle. He put the old in “my old man.”
Today wasn’t my best day. Getting over this cold/flu/whatever ain’t much fun. But God I loved watching my son work hard. He worked this morning until he nearly puked. He laid it out there today. His work ethic made me proud — and probably kept me from puking, too.
If he has that focus when he gets to be my age, he will be in the middle of an amazing career. And he’ll still be whipping his old man all over the field. Especially at the Crab Walk