As I was running an incredibly ridiculous number of miles yesterday, I had the occasion to run past a dad and his three kids a few times (we were both out there for a loooooooooooong time!).  Each time I saw them on the trail, the first thought that came to my mind was "Hey, it's Dad of the Year!"
    Riding their bikes ahead of him were a boy and a girl who looked like they were about 6 and 7.   They were very good at not getting too far ahead of dad and would stop and wait at the side of the trail periodically.  Dad looked to be in fairly good shape.  Really, I suppose he would have to be as he pushed the youngest child in a jogging stroller with one hand while steadying (and helping to push!) the second youngest on her bike with training wheels with the other hand!
    I have to say, it really was an impressive sight!  In fact, he made it look pretty effortless, all things considered.  I would most certainly have been frazzled and frustrated, but not him.  He was calm and rhythmic, though he did show signs of fatigue the last time we passed each other in opposite directions.   As the gap closed between us I joked that I thought that he would be riding in the jogging stroller with the kids pushing by now.  His laugh was sincere as he kept pace and responded that it seemed like a good idea when they left the house.  I wish I could have told him that it was actually an inspired idea.  He was creating a memory with his children and their faces said it all.
    Sir, I don't know who you are but here's to you, Dad of the Year!



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