I’m Eli. I’m a coach, writer and dad. Sometimes, all at once.
Sometimes, it’s hard to see the difference! That’s why this blog is called Coach Daddy.
I even have a posting schedule. This from the guy who usually can’t find his wallet, but has seen a UFO.
Monday: Feature posts. Of anything and everything.
Wednesday: Guest blogs.
I have encountered so many incredible people who write, and Wednesday is my chance to feature them. It also provides a much-needed midweek break. Unless you count the time it takes to pick out stormtrooper art on photopin.com, or feature a fitting quote using tools on this site.
Friday: It’s Go Ask Daddy. My daughters – 9, 13 and 15 – ask questions, and dad answers. Eventually. I have a list of more than 200 unanswered questions, and I pick five at random (thanks random.org) to answer every week.
Sometimes I even remember to give the kids their answers.
Monthly: The 6 Words post is here to stay. Can’t believe it’s more than a year old. My favorite author ever, Ernest Hemingway, once said you can tell any story in a six-word sentence. It’s easier to write one in 600.
All month, I ask bloggers, friends, strangers, and strange blogger friends to respond to a prompt. Some have even written posts dedicated to the prompt. It comes to you the last Wednesday of every month.
If you email me, or if I wind up on your blog that month, there’s a good chance I’ll ask you for your contribution.
This began as a blog about fatherhood and coaching soccer. I’ve found so many similarities. I’ve also discovered ways in which the experiences impact life. And how life can impact fatherhood and coaching.
I’m a Rockies fan and a dreamer.
I’m a foodie and a diabetic. And a former sports writer.
I’m a disc golfer and a lover of the very nature I endanger every time I take up a disc and take aim at a basket.
I believe in the power of a comment, the value of others’ words, and that the good will eventually rise to the surface.
I’m a man who writes like a woman, I’ve been told. I’ve even been told I’m 30% girl. I took it as a compliment. I don’t think I write like a woman. I write like a man who accidentally drank a bottle of whatever juice leads to the awesomeness women have a corner on.
Consider me a contribution to science, and goodwill worldwide, coming at you three times a week.
Either/or. Thanks for the page hit.
Let me hear from you, too.