The calm before the Color Run storm (before we turned 12,000 people and the surrounding trees pink). Today, I participated in one of the most fun events of my life. The 5:45am alarm was well worth the fun that was to come. Gretchen and I volunteer at color station 2 throwing color on about 15 of our friends and countless other people we knew who strolled by. We made the horrible mistake of being the first people in line to throw color - we thought we'd be smart so we wouldn't miss our friends, but EVERYONE stopped and waited for us to throw color on them. So we spend a lot of time cheering people through ("If we don't get you someone else will! Keep moving! Don't stop! Show me your dance moves! I want to see some fist pumps!") By the end, our hands and forearms were sore from squeezing colored cornstarch powder out of mustard bottles, we were pink from head to toe and had pink powder in our hair, ears, nose and mouth (one girls' contacts turned pink, another's eyelashes turned - thank goodness for sunglasses!) When our friends came by, I literally attacked them. I got color on everyone by hugging them and even picked Lisa up and spun her in a circle. After a morning of fun, I headed home to take a shower (where in the words of Gretchen, I actually rinsed and repeated), napped and headed to Lisa and Sam's for a cookout, where showers were mandatory so we didn't get colored powder over their new place.
Before the runners came, we had to entertain ourselves. This consisted of turning our Color Captain's green shirt pink, dodging cars that were going around the barricades, a couple of girls in a powder fight with some girls from the orange color station around the corner, and making chalk outlines in the middle of the street that would soon be covered in fun...
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