A Good Proxy For Vigorous Exercise

So on Saturday my son Andrew and I watched the US pull out a tie against England in the first round of the World Cup. (Yay!)

On a sober note, I watched a commercial in which sports were not so much hinted at as being a religious experience, but rather literally celebrated as such. We're talking the whole nine yards, up to and including a sunlit cathedral window with a glowing soccer ball in its center. Etc. etc. etc. Not exactly subtle.

But here's the thing that made me laugh.

After the game, I said to Andrew, "Hey, I'd like to do something athletic today with you so that we can get some exercise. I don't care what it is..." But before I could finish that sentence, Andrew quickly interjected with his thoughts on why this would not be necessary.

"But Dad," Andrew replied, "we watched a World Cup game today. Didn't you see how they were sweating?"