Two weekends ago, my niece and I ran a 5k called the Color Run.
It’s a race that involves being pelted with colored powder.
Jackie and I got very silly and took a lot of pictures.
I love running, but I can also get discouraged by the amount of work it sometimes requires. That’s why an un-timed, goofy race like this is fun. It’s a chance to play, a chance to celebrate, a chance to recharge.
Any other Color Runners out there?
Love seeing you like this.
(And I agree about hard stories!)
I excel at silly.
So glad I have a tribe of writer friends who seek the hard (and stick with it). It gives me courage to continue.
Not a color run–but it sure looks like fun. Our most memorable time recently was a 5K Race/Run this past July 4. Hubby and son-in-law did the run. My daughter (who is pregnant) and I did the walk–pushing her 4-year old in one umbrella stroller, the 1-yr. old in the other. We came in last in the whole field, but we finished!
Good for you! I love that it was a family event. 3 miles is no small feat.