There is a marathon in Disneyworld called the “Mickey”. The day before it there is a half-marathon called the “Donald.” Now, if you look at just that, it appears that Goofy has been kicked out of the triptych of Disney friends (I blame Minnie.)
But no! Goofy, in line with his sportsman like heritage, is actually the main man. To run the Goofy is to run the Donald one day, followed by the Mickey the next. So, Goofy reigns supreme and Donald is consigned to being the lame duck. (Pun very much intended.)
Now most people will say that you couldn’t pay them enough to do something like that. But I’m sure you can see where this is going.

At least I have a year to train.