If you follow me on instagram or twitter, you probably have already gathered that I was sick last week. It’s been a long time since I have been so sick that working from home proved to be too much for me. I ended up taking two days completely off of work last week, which is really saying something when your office is twenty steps from your bedroom.
Last Saturday, I woke up and decided that in spite of being sick for six days, I was going to participate in The Color Run 5K that I had signed up for in November. I won’t say it wasn’t challenging to complete a 5K when my lungs were not working properly but I still managed to have a great time with John and our friends. 
Pre Color Run. Attempting to protect my lungs from paint. Succeeding at looking like a brightly dressed gangster.
We started our Color Run at the Citrus Bowl near Downtown Orlando. It was a cold morning but I insisted on wearing the white shirt I had planned for the day so that it would make a fun souvenir afterwards. Once the race started, we warmed up quickly. At the beginning of the Color Run, they do a great job of getting you excited for the race. There was a zumba instructor on a huge stage doing a warm up with the crowd. When runners went to line up, they were greeted with inspiring music pumping through loud speakers, a hype man with encouraging words, and a sky full of bubbles.
One the race started, the quest to be covered in color began. We raced through multiple paint zones and a glitter zone (my personal favorite) before finally crossing the colorful finish line. At the finish line, we were greeted with a medal, a packet of powdered paint, and a huge party.
I wish I could start every morning with a glitter bomb!
The Color Run was the first of what I hope will be five 5K’s for me this year. The goal is to get a little better with each one and by December, to easily be able to run the 5K without taking any breaks or slowing down. As someone who has never been a runner or even enjoyed running, this is a pretty big challenge for me but with my word of the year being brave, stepping out of my comfort zone for this challenge seems like a great (and healthy) idea.
My Goddaughter was waiting for us at the finish line. We can’t wait until she is old enough to run with us!
