Joe and I are discussing who is faster on a bicycle. He thinks we should have a race. "Nobody passes me on the trail," I tell him. "Nobody passes me on the trail either," he responds.
We agree that he would beat me in a running race, but I think further about this. "Could you beat me in a half-marathon?" I ask him. He thinks he can. "I'm so competitive," he said. "My strategy would be to follow you, lagging just a little behind, and then sprint at the end."
"Okay," I said, "what if we had to stop every mile and do a different Spelling Bee puzzle?"
"What if we had to power-lift at the end?" he suggested.
One downside to being a competitive person is that you get too old to compete with your equally competitive offspring. But the upside of raising hilarious kids is that at least they will make you laugh about it.
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