The Color Run

Oh where do I begin, to talk about the most fun run on earth? I guess I will start from the beginning.

I first heard of the Color Run some time last year. I thought it sounded really cool, and decided some day I wanted to try and participate in it.
Lucky for me, just a few months later, in February, my friend Tiffany told me she was trying to get a team together to do it.

Ever since then I have been so pumped to do it.

Fast forward to Tax Day 4/15, the Boston Marathon was bombed by Russian Muslim radicalists. This was 5 days before the Color Run and I was so mad at those stupid terrorists, and thinking they were now going to cancel the Color Run, because at that time we didn't know who or why of the Boston attack.



Thursday, 3 days later, I was relieved to know the Run would not be cancelled. We went to pick up our event shirts and runner numbers. This was when it finally hit Tiffany and I the horrible twist of fate, when we were asked our team name (which we named back in February) and got dirty looks from every one in the room when we replied, "TnT Dynamite."

3 days after a bombing at another running event, it was way too soon to be making jokes about it....and Tiffany and I are both VERY sarcastic people... but we had not intended for such a sick reference!

Once we assured them that we had named our team months ago, everyone in the room had a good laugh at the irony.

Saturday we were running late, and Tiffany still had to pick her brother up from Walmart. When we raced there, her brother ran up to the car as it was still moving, and hopped in through the open window. It was a pretty awesome moment, even
if he did cut his arm in the process.

When we got to the event, there were white shirts everywhere, and everyone was hooting and laughing. It was such an upbeat and happy environment.

They handed us small packets filled with the color dust, I and my friend Jessica took turns throwing it at each other as we waited for the race to start. A few times we missed each other and the color landed on a stranger. I got embarrassed and apologized, then the person would laugh and say, "That's what we're here for!" Then they would throw their color on me.

The run got started, and they released a good chunk of people every 10 minutes. It took about 30 minutes for it to be our turn to go.

Once it was our turn, there were stations of different colors along the route, and every step was taken in anticipation of the next color station.

At one station my buddy Jessica threw her hands in the air and hollered, "Woohoo!" In doing so she
accidentally got a shot of blue blasted straight into her mouth.

Jessica said the taste was awful but the experience was worth it.

That is what I would say about the entire run. It was worth it. As it's said, life is not the breaths you take, but the moments that take your breath away. The Color Run was meaningless fun that made my weekend awesome, getting as messy as I can just for the fun of it.

The run cost $35 and it's some of the best money I have ever spent.
I loved the color run and hope to do it again in the future.