The Watermelon Run 

I want to host a run.

But not just any run. A run with a watermelon strapped to your abdomen. 

Why a watermelon?

My wife is pregnant and due any day. Almost weekly she says, “I wish you could feel what it feels like to be pregnant.”

Occasionally, I wonder the same thing. I think for different reasons. Her’s are the discomfort, mine are the baby’s movement. But this is beside the point. 

There are pregnancy suits men can strap on. Heck, there are tens units you can strap to your belly that simulate a contraction (maybe a weak one, I’ve never tried the tens units nor have I had a contraction). 

Back to the run. 

Watermelons are inexpensive.

Plastic wrap and duct tape are inexpensive.

What if there was a race where people strap a watermelon to their abdomen then run a timed mile?

It would cater towards men who have kids. Maybe more so to the women who will sign up their partners. But anyone could join. 

Of course, there would need to be liability waivers and minimum ages to prevent injury.

I think it would be a fun race. And we could raise money for a non-profit.