What could be worse than trying to run a half-marathon?

It is probably wrong to complain about registering for a baby shower.  But screw it! Attempting to register for a baby shower is practically enough to train me to run this half-marathon.  Let's start with the fun part.  Having a scanner gun and being able to walk around a store and zap things is pretty awesome (it would be more awesome if it were things that I wanted or needed).  The awesomeness of the scanner was quickly replaced by the overwhelming feeling of "What the hell did I get myself into?" which was followed with thoughts like "What's the difference between a receiving blanket and a burping cloth?" and "Why do I need them both?"  

Truthfully, I started to doubt my ability to be a good father as I stood in the store trying to fold up a stroller.  I could not figure it out!  I think we spent over two hours in the store trying to find all the things we needed and that didn't even get us close to being done.  One problem is that once you decide on an item you need, then you have to figure out which one will be the one to chose.  Am I expected to know which diaper receptacle will best prevent my house from smelling like baby poop?  They all look pretty effective in the pictures!  How did Michael Landon on Little House on the Prairie survive without a Diaper Genie??

I can safely say that trying to run a half marathon will be more fun than registering! It also seems that even at my slow pace (I'm still at about a 13 minute mile) it will take longer to register than it will for me to run the half-marathon.