Sometimes, there's nothing incredibly special about these moments. Sometimes they're just arbitrary points in my life that I can reflect upon years down the road. This past Saturday was one of those moments; however, it was anything but ordinary.
As I'm sure many of you may know, yesterday I participated in my first 5k as a runner. The Color Run. For months, I've trained tirelessly in an effort to meet the one small goal I'd set for myself. To run the whole way. And I did. Uphill. Against the wind. Through the color stations. With the crowd. With my friends. It was amazing.
And those beautiful people,15,000 of them to be exact. All colors, ages and sizes. They were there. Laughing and dancing. Dressed in wedding gowns and sombreros. Angel wings and tutu's. It was so refreshing to be a part of a crowd that was there to just be. There were no expectations, no qualifications, and no explanations. We just were.
Since there's no real way for me to describe this event to someone who has not taken part in it, I'm just going to end on this note and share some of our photos. I'm also going to give you a bit of advice. If you see that The Color Run is coming to a town near you, sign up. You will not be disappointed.
|My pre-run breakfast|
|Part of our group, Ja'Makin' Me Colorful before the color madness|
|Over 15,000 people|
|Our team dancing our way up to the start line|
|The color throw at the end|
|Now that's dedication. This guy walked the entire 3 miles in heels. Awesome :)|