This is My Dad

This is my dad.

He has a blog you should check out. He writes about the things that inspire him. 


One of those things is running with me. We've run two races together this year: a 10k in Fort Worth and a half marathon in OKC. I think picking up running was part of his mid-life crisis. It could have been worse, though. Motorcycles were mentioned at one point before running became a thing, and my mom freaked out.

My dad cycles a lot too.


This summer he and a few friends are riding 500 miles over one week. It's part 3 of a 4-part ride from the Canadian boarder to the Gulf of Mexico. They're trying to raise money for North Texas Youth for Christ. My dad is the director of the program.

He's taught me a lot. Things like:

• sit like a lady with your legs together (I had a problem with this growing up)
• don't chew with your mouth open (my brothers called me camel, no joke)
• say "yes, sir" and "yes, ma'am" (I hated doing this)
• don't be disrespectful (I can't tell you how many times I got a spanking or a mouthful of liquid soap for being sassy)

But it all paid off, because now I'm as dignified and respectful as they come...


[this is the part where I start laughing]


...well, Dad, you did your best. I know you didn't have much to work with. I hear I was a handful. 


Happy father's day, Dad. Thanks for teaching me so many important life lessons, sir. 
Oh, and thanks for not being bald. My kids will thank you for that some day. 

Love,
YFOD
[Your Favorite Oldest Daughter]