Got my Color Run on over the weekend. I needed something to motivate me to start getting back on the treadmill instead of working on my computer all night, so I thought a little 5K where volunteers chuck color powder on you would be a fun run. I called up my dad and got him to do it too and I also sweet talked James in to wanting to participate by pushing Hunter in the running stroller (has a front clear cover so I didn’t need to worry about powder getting in his eyes, etc). I was hoping that the weight of the running stroller would make my gazelle, A.K.A. James, run a little slower. Unfortunately, it was only a 5k and really didn’t give me much motivation to get on the treadmill since well… it was only a 5k. So probably a little unprepared, we all headed down to the start of the race Saturday morning.
This was the first run I’ve done where I didn’t have to wait in line to use the restroom. This was awesome. Check out our group photo. We all look stupid because not one of us could figure out where to look.
What kind of sucked was that there were zero race supporters on the sidelines. My gma and mom had cow bells around mile 2, but other than that and the color bombing it was such a boring run. Needs more hills. And maybe beer during the run? By “maybe” I mean totally should have it.