Radical

So a little over a week ago you might remember this post about me running.  I started.  I increased my intervals slightly.  It was going pretty good.  So I did what any normal person would do when just starting to run.  I signed up for a 5K.  Makes perfect sense right?  Not really.  If it were any normal 5K I wouldn't have done it.  But when I saw my friend Sarah was doing Color Me Rad I decided to do it.  I heard so many fun things about this run.  And some people don't run it.  A lot actually walk, so I figured I was safe.  But still, it was 5K and whether I was walking or running it was still going to challenge me.  So we set out Saturday morning to do this thing.

So let me explain this.  The premise of the "color" is that you start the race in nice clean white shirts.

Team "Put A Bird On It" was clean and ready to go.

Some teams had wigs.  Some had tutus.  

There is dancing and zumba to warm you up before the run.  It's all kind of like a carnival atmosphere.

And then the games begin.

Norma's previously clean white shirt became pink.  See the dust in the air?  That is colored corn starch.  And it is basically thrown at you during the run.  

We were getting ready for our start.  There were over 7000 runners so they had to spread the heats out a bit.

And it started.  I began running.  I didn't last too long.  But it was OK.  We were still having fun.

And so it went through the whole race course.  

Chrystee didn't look too bad.

Sarah got a bit of smurf look on her head.

And me?  I was a little messy.  

There was another color drop at the end.  I stayed away.  I was colorful enough for my liking!  

I was glad I did it.  I felt accomplished.  I was sore the next day.  I wanted to get better running shoes but I knew they would get ruined so didn't bother.  So my back was a bit sore.  And my knee was screaming that night but it's all good now. 

And heck, I got an interesting t-shirt after all.