Cough, Cough, Color Me Rad

While most of our adventures take place outdoors, in the wilds, sometimes the adventures are just wild and happen to be outdoors.  Such was the case when I ran (believe me, I use that term loo-o-o-o-osely) my second 5K of my life.  This time I was joined by both my spawn.  One outran me.  One did not. 

The Bug and The Whee joined forces to try and make me look bad.  Let's just say that The Whee was all show and a lot less go than one might expect.







"Dear Lord, please let there be cheeseburgers at the end..."

Color Me Rad is a charity run, which is the only kind I do,  You know, where I'm a charity case when they call out my run time....  They usually just say "And coming to the finish line in ..oh wait, she finished.  Good enough."

Seriously, the proceeds go to local charities in each town where the 5K is held.  I like to know that my blood, seat, and tears is doing some good.  And that's before I even get out of the car.

Half the fun of these kinds of runs are the costumes.   The Whee made her own tutu.

 I refused to wear a tutu, no matter how much she WHEEdled...

And when it was all over, and we were colorful, and tired, and in Whee's case- starving, there were no cheeseburgers, but there were delicious pizzas (and perhaps a mimosa, to help restore the electrolytes, you know).

Where else can you have stuff thrown at you, breathe in cornstarch, run till you smell bad, get pizza with your progeny and call it an awesome day?

Happy Trails, and may all your adventures bring color to your life!