Much as I did last year, on Sunday I dragged the boys kicking & screaming (okay, grousing & joking :-)) to Bell Wars—Bellarmine’s annual father-son contest of strength and skills.
As with last year, we certainly distinguished ourselves—sometimes through competence, and sometimes through total lack thereof! In particular, Finn—whom I barely beat in arm wrestling last time around, and who’s been lifting weights ever since then—just mopped the floor (er, table) with the old man. Thankfully I still had Hen’s number, but if he keeps coming to CrossFit with me, I fear for my future. 😉
Check out a little gallery from our day.
