Your biggest challenge isn't someone else. It's the ache in your lungs, and the burning in your legs, and the voice inside you that yells can't. But you don't listen. You just push harder. And then you hear the voice whisper can. And you discover that the person you thought you were is NO match for the one you really are.

-Anonymos

17 July 2015

Race #5: May - Color Me Rad 5K

I was so excited to run Color Me Rad.  I thought it would be fun to get all colorful for a nice easy run.  This day was a bit different than I expected. . .

The week had been a cold dreary week with lots of rain.  And race day was looking to be more of the same.  A couple of friends and I carpooled up the the Utah Fair Grounds for our race.  It was a cooler day, but not freezing.  Parking is an extra fee for this race because it's at the fair grounds.  We happened to arrive before the person that was supposed to be collecting money, so we didn't have to pay for parking.  YAY!!  We had plenty of time to pick up our packets, go drop our stuff off at the car, and head back for pre-race warm up. 

Pre-race:


The warm up was ZUMBA!  I was so excited.  If you haven't heard yet (even though I'm sure you have)  I LOVE Zumba.  They even had a decent teacher there with simple to follow dance moves.  Very fun. 

It was getting close to start time and we were ready, but there was a HUGE line of people still trying to pick up their packets.  I'm never a fan of packet pick up on the same day as the race.  However, Color Me Rad was sure that their new check-in would be fast and painless.  Well, it didn't work that way for everyone who showed up within an hour from the start time. 

This was an un-timed race.  We all lined up and they sent us out in waves.  The course was super muddy from the past week of rain, and the color was really far apart.  I pictured a ton of color stations, but there were only a few.  I had seen a new color dump station on their website and in some of their ads, but it seemed to have been forgotten. 

I know they say to wear white for the color races, but I wore black.  (It's all I had) I figured that the powdered color would show up on black more vibrant than on white.  And it did, for a while.  It seemed to blend in quickly.  And if I got hit by someone shooting colored goo, then all color was lost.  The goo showed NOTHING on my black tank top and washed all the powder off.  I spent most of the race avoiding the goo shooters.  Moral of the story... wear white.  Just like they tell you to.

There was more color at the end of the race than at the beginning.  This made the end fun and me colorful enough for pictures.  





 We were handed water and granola bars at the end of the race.  No finisher medals for this one, but there was a pair of Color Me Rad socks in our packet.  I figure that was a decent trade for a medal.



There was a mass color throw during the "after party."  It looked cool from the outside.



Overall, I had fun.  I was there with great friends and we got to get colorful.  I felt this race was more hype than anything else though.  I would have to get an awesome deal or be going with another great group of friends to be convinced to do it again.  I would rather spend on a different race. 

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