I had great plans to keep this March blopathon up throughout the Dad 2.0 Summit. But then the conference took on a whole new momentum, and suddenly the idea of spending any part of this event in the antisocial practice of blogging seemed preposterous. Now that Dad 2.012 is in the books, I'll have puh-LENTY of time to resume my bear-hug with the written word when I get back home to Michigan.
I'm planning to spend this week re-capping all the great moments--the keynotes, the giveaways, the amazingly good press, the visit from Huggies that was covered by Headline News, the 23 million (!) Twitter impressions, and countless bro-hugs. I have so many people to thank, and thank properly, that I want to take the time to do it right.
For now, I'm emerging from yesterday's deeply restorative social media blackout and heading in to SxSW. Should be an interesting day, since I'm still gimpy from Dai Manuel's CrossFit workout on Saturday morning. Which tells me I have far to go before I have any hope of getting my Tabata score above bupkis.
