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The Color Run

I have been so excited to share this with you from the moment I found it and decided to participate.  I alluded to it in yesterday's post, and now want to tell you all about the Color Run!

Copied Directly from the website, "The Color Run is a one of a kind experience that is less about speed and more about enjoying a color crazy day with your friends and family.  For our events, it is all about participants of all different speeds, ages, shapes, and sizes toeing the start line.  Whether you are a casual morning mall walker or an Olympic athlete, the 3 miles of the Color Run course will be the most enjoyable real estate you’ve traveled in a VERY long time."

Basically, you wear a white t-shirt and at each kilometer you have a powdered color thrown at you.  When you reach the end you have been hit with five colors and participate in a final color throwing ceremony.  This is the perfect way to start my 5K experiences. It will be fun and silly, while helping me feel accomplished and like a runner. 

I hope I find a way to look this cute and colorful at the end of the race!

To get a better idea of what this will look like, you should check out this Color Run Video

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  1. This is basically amazing. I am totally registering for the one in DC in September. AMAZING. Thanks for the share!

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