Ruckus Time

The original plan was for Caz to run in the Ruckus with his old man.  A 5K obstacle course that finishes with a slide down the face of Mt. Ruckmore.  Unfortunately, football intruded on our plans.  His broken arm was scheduled to be healed in time for this event, but I still wasn't convinced that he would be up for it.  I figured the bone would still be too tender to support his body weight, light though it may be.  Of course he was healthy enough to play football.  Barely.  He got swimmers ear this morning and had a prescription of ear drops put in his ear on the way to the field.  He bolted out of the car, got waved onto the field by his coach, and proceeded to make the next tackle.
     But just before the game, the boys got to see their Dad muck his way through the last half of the Fearless Fall 5K Ruckus.  I actually think it was a good perspective for the boys.  It's something they haven't seen their Dad do before.  They have seen me run.  But with the ropes, tires, mud pits, Ranger bars, and other obstacles, it was sort of a chance to see me play.  I hope it serves as an example that doing something different is OK.  An example to try new things.  An example to keep challenging yourself, no matter how old you are.