I have discovered perpetual motion. Well, okay no, that's not entirely accurate. I should give credit where it is due; I have created perpetual motion.
My son. He never stops moving. Ever. I'm serious.
Today I stood witness to him running in circles for a full 30 minutes after consuming a bite of hot dog and a small morsel low fat cheese.
Calories consumed: <50
Calories burned: >200
He ran and ran and ran as if he had chugged a full pot of coffee sweetened with a few hits of amphetamine. About 15 minutes into his high, I realized I was witnessing something special. I turned on the video camera to capture the action. My cameras' batteries ran out before he did.
I'm not kidding.
This, of course defies not only basic logic, but also the First and perhaps even the Second Laws of Thermodynamics. Impossible right?
Wrong. Aristotle never met my son. Zachary stands in paradox to the most basic forces in the Universe.
It's true. I've seen it with my own eyes. Believe me, I'm as stunned as you are. My son has the power to defy the most principle laws of physics. Who would have guessed? Not this Daddy blogger I assure you.
Now if you'll excuse me, I need to start writing my acceptance speech for the Nobel Peace Prize.
Monday, September 13, 2010
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1 comment:
Zachary needs more space. Like a kenyan mountain. He clearly has untapped potential for endurance feets/feats.
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