Won the race to the egg.
How long are your ears?
Shane can't answer seriously because he's take up an entire reply page listing the ridiculously cool stuff he's done.
Winning that race was just the very first awesome thing I've done.
Caused two lives to be brought into this world and stuck around to do everything I can to help them be better persons than I am.
That's where I was headed.
I'll second that and add to it:
Winning the heart of my wife.
Same here. Got a little guy already, and a little girl due any day. Now I'm endeavoring to guide and protect them in the truth and lead them to a fulfilling life, walking in the light. The basis: http://bible.cc/proverbs/22-6.htm
Respect to you. I brought 3 in, and stuck with it, even as a single parent for 3 years now. As a single parent, I know how much of a void is left when there isn't another around to help, so keep up the good work all you fathers in here.
Well Done - it will always be your greatest accomplishment and greatest adventure
Suffering a whiplash and a cracked cheek bone at the beginning of a game of field hockey (the metal fencing of my helmet was dented into my cheek bone). Somehow (adrenaline) I managed to finish the game.
Not so manly that I was unable to do anything at all for the half year after that.
I hiked the hardest part of the Appalachian trail (mahoosucs), I swam in the highest glacial pond in the US (in Maine) and I canoed 93 miles in the back woods of Maine. And I went ice fishing. Oh and a lot of jeep jambos those are awesome...
Leaving off the husband/father aspect of life, I'll go with this story.
As Keeper for my high school soccer team got kicked in the face on a save at a tournament (they did not score). Surgery six days later. Doctors used a hook in cheekbone to pull it back up, a screw in my skull next to my right eye to hold some bones together, a small plastic piece to replace the cartilage under the eye. Four weeks later back on the pitch (would have been sooner except for the parents). Thought I might be gun-shy so elected to play mid-fielder (did play keeper again for part of one match just to see how it felt). The rest of the season I had a permanent black eye from playing. My favorite part of the injury - the next day at the tournament I met up with the shooter from the injury and he was on crutches because he injured his knee on the same play. Not that I'm happy he was injured, but at least I gave as good as I got. Now whenever I see someone from high school days they all say "Remember when you broke your face?"