I'm coaching a running team.
Meet my crew...
Taz (as in Tasmanian Devil).
Ninja T. (A friend of the family.)
And Little Lightening Legs.
We started training for the Pear Blossom a couple weeks back. (Taz and Ninja T. are running the 10 mile race, The Roadrunner is doing the 3 mile race and Little Lightening Legs is running the Mayor's Mile.)
And we decided that nicknames make us run faster.
The kids have to refer to me as Coach when we're on the track. In fact, referring to me as 'mom' or 'K.K.' during training is grounds for push-ups.
I like doling out push-ups.
In fact, The Roadrunner had to do a few push-ups for making that face (above) when I told my team to give me 50 jumping jacks.
Much better you cute, little Roadrunner.
Sometimes I even make them do push-ups for no reason.
I can do that because I'm the coach.
They kind of like those ones.
We do all sorts of races too.
We've even been using a stop-watch to track our progress.
All serious coaches use a stop-watch.
Sometimes I kick the soccer ball and make them chase it.
Little Lightening Legs always gets a four-second lead (because four is my favorite number and because her legs might be made of lightening...but they're still short).
It's a rigorous training schedule.
And whenever they look like they're having too much fun, I make them do more push-ups.
Occasionally, I just let them stand around and look cute.
They're really good at that.
Cute and fast...that's my crew.
And if you're reading this Josh Downs...I mowed your lawn and got your truck cleaned and bought you some fresh coffee beans. Now you need to do your part. Come home.