Despite a
horrible traffic jam that caused me to miss my “wave”, I made it to the park in
time to meet up with a friend who was fresh off her own run.
I joined up
with a big, excited group at the start line and after a few minutes of
instructions and banter by the MCs, we were off! The route took us around the
paved areas Downs park and then, once we were past the first colour-bomb
station, out through an adjoining field. The colour stations were set up every
kilometer, which was a fun way to count-off the legs of the race. At each
station, we were either pelted with handfuls of coloured cornstarch, or sprayed
with water-based paint. It was fun to see everyone get progressively more colourful,
as most of us started in white.
The “race”
itself was unusual not just for the colour aspect, but because it was the least
competitive running event that I have ever witnessed. All ages, shapes, sizes
and abilities turned up and took part… and it wasn’t even timed. I ran the
whole 5k, but I would say that the majority of participants walked the route
after the first kilometre. The weather could not have been better – not too
hot, not too windy – and, although the ground was a little bumpy in places, the
route was pretty easy to navigate.
Once we were
across the finish line, we were given water, our pictures were taken, and we
had more opportunities to get coloured-up at the “colour party” dance party.
Oh, and there were free McDonald’s frappe samples for those who like that sorta
thing. After hanging out for a couple songs, and getting even pinker in the
process, I headed home and began the fun (and surprising! Who knew my toes
would be purple?) process of getting clean again.
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