I have to admit, when it comes to running … I’d rather not.
Wallah, I just don’t like that feeling of your heart beating too fast. I mean, really, what’s the hurry?
I was the kind of person who would consistently skip P.E class in high school by handing in forged notes from my “mother” saying I was feeling too unwell to participate. I would then proceed to chill out in the corner and watch the rest of the eager little suckers from my class run around like they were jesters entertaining me in my court.
I never thought I would ever voluntarily participate in a 5K run ..until I heard about The Color Run!
The Color Run, which is presented by Daman’s Active Life, also known as the Happiest 5k on the Planet, is a unique paint race that celebrates healthiness, happiness, individuality, and giving back to the community.
Less about your 10-minute-mile and more about having the time of your life, The Color Run is a five-kilometer, un-timed race in which thousands of participants are doused from head to toe in different colors at each kilometer. The fun continues at the finish line with a gigantic “Color Festival,” using more colored powder to create happiness and lasting memories, not to mention millions of vivid color combinations.
I had seen these amazing photographs of this race and always thought it looked dope, so I decided this year I would try it out and unleash my inner Forrest Gump and run like the wind. I brought my best friend and cousin along for the adventure.
At the beginning of the race we were fresh faced, clean and dazzling in white. It took place in Motor City at the Autodrome and I was amazed to see the amount of people who showed up. Over 12,000 runners!!
Now I’ll admit … honestly, I didn’t really RUN per se. I ran very enthusiastically at the start but for the rest of the time, I kind of just … walked …but VERY briskly, mind you!!! I only just sprinted through the color bits but that was the beauty of the color run.
There were no running natzis telling you to pick up the pace, like in high school. Anything goes. Literally anything. Even brightly colored wigs or men wearing tutus (as you can see). Because #YOLO
At the end of the race, there was a crazy rave complete with random street entertainers, clowns on stilts and a DJ from Radio 1. We all got together and danced the rest of the afternoon away to loud music amongst the clouds of brightly colored dust.
After the race, we went to get a burger, and it felt as though Motor City had become a town full of Smurfs, because almost everyone had been painted blue, pink and green and were all chilling out in coffee shops, having lunch and doing their groceries. Hilariously surreal!
Wether you are 5 or 50, I urge you to participate in the next Color Run. When the daily stresses of life get you down, events like these are essential for just forgetting about all the white noise. The infectious energy from the race leaves you feeling alive, rejuvenated , recharged and carefree once more.