Still donning pink in my hair, I have recovered my camera and am ready to share some fun photos from The Color Run! Please keep in mind Mr. Gray’s tendency to put the camera on sport mode and snap, snap, snap. So many photos! I’m going to let the photos do the talking, but I’ve thrown in a few of our quotable moments from the day as well.
Chronological order attempted
(At packet pick up) I didn’t get a wrist band. I think I need a wrist band to trade for color.
LC: Want me to bring you a longsleeve white shirt?
LC: No Targets are open; I’m at Dollar General. Will that work?
LC: All they have at the dollar store is lime green. Can we put that under our white shirts?
I still don’t know why I didn’t get a wrist band in my packet.
Mr. G: Why couldn’t we bring the regular stroller again?
Me: I don’t want it to get all color-y.
Mr. G: Do you think there’s going to be color everywhere?
Me: I don’t know; maybe.
I hope they give me a wrist band.
I don’t have a bib; they’re not going to let me run.
Hi, there wasn’t a wrist band in my packet when I picked it up. Thanks!
Who’s timing this?
There’s no way I fell and H didn’t.
I can still taste yellow.
I’ll set these [gloves] here and come back to get them.
Those purple people are giving out hugs to get the color!
I went to The Color Run and all I got was brown.
Is there color on my teeth? Now? Now? Still?
I need to move to where I can get some on my face; I don’t think I have any on my face.
It tastes like chocolate milk? I don’t like chocolate milk. Wow. That tastes like barf.
I guess you just aren’t destined to see me at the finish line.