6 Kids, 3 cats, 1 dog, Mom, and Dad

The winner and still champion or I can beat Son arm wrestling.

Last night Middle Daughter wanted to do an arm wrestle. She's been working out and training for field hockey in the fall so she wanted to see if she's gotten any stronger.

Son works out a few times a week with his friends and he's getting pretty buff. He asked me to arm wrestle him after Middle Daughter and I finished.

Some background...I used to arm wrestle my dad every night before I went to bed. At some point, around 10-12 years of age, the arm wrestle took the place of a kiss and hug. I started lifting weights when in high school and the night I beat my dad was the last time we arm wrestled. He refused to do it any more once I had beaten him.

Son and I started and basically our arms were straight up as we tried for a quick victory. I knew if I could turn his wrist I'd be able to win but he was holding strong. Beautiful Wife said something as I finally turned him and then pressed his arm to the table. Son blamed his loss on her voice distracting him. It felt good to still be able to win. Now I have to continue working out so that I can delay the inevitable for a while longer.

Posted by bbarton at June 24, 2004 10:26 AM