I finished a 5k!!!

I finished a 5k!!!

At the beginning of this year, I set two goals for myself. One was to write this blog. The other was to run a 5k. (For more on that, see my first official post on this blog, https://amydaynow.wordpress.com/2016/01/05/why-a-blog-2016-goals/). This weekend, I accomplished the goal of completing a 5k.

I chose to do a Color Run for a couple of reasons. One is that from what I had heard is that enough people choose to walk it, that it would be okay if I walked part of it too. I also chose a Color Run because I had heard that they are a lot of fun. (They tag themselves as “The Happiest 5k on the Planet”)

Saturday morning we got up early and drove to Dodger Stadium. We chose to pick up our packets there. We were in line a little over half an hour before our official start time of 8 am. I was pleasantly surprised at how quick the check-in line went. The shirt line after that took a little longer than I would have liked, but we were able to pick them up and get changed. We were out by the car, putting our stuff back when the first wave of runners was released onto the course.

The people running the race sent groups of around 50 runners onto the course every couple of minutes. There was music playing, and they were making a point of hyping the crowd, throwing T-shirts to people who were shouting/acting the most excited.

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Our group was released to the course about 8:45. Almost immediately the course took a slight uphill. Right after that, I realized that I was already out of breath. Chris could have taken that part (and the entire course) a little bit quicker than I could, but willingly went at my pace. We quickly settled into a pattern of walking on the uphill parts, and then something closer to a jog on the downhill parts.

For those of you who aren’t familiar with the concept of a Color Run, what they do is they throw colored powder (a mix of cornstarch and food dye) at you at intervals along the course. The registration fee includes a t-shirt which is mainly white, to show off the colors when you are done. However, the colors easily come out of any other clothing you desire. (We threw all our stuff into the washing machine right when we got home, ran it on a regular setting, and everything came out without a trace.)

The first color we came to was pink. I was somewhat surprised at how quickly it came. We had already finished a kilometer?  Getting some color kicked in a another wave of adrenaline and excitement. We continued on through the yellow and then the orange zones. As we were continuing on a bit after the orange zone, Chris pointed out the blue zone, which was visible ahead at the end of another loop. You could just see this giant blue cloud.

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When we got to the blue zone, we could tell why there had been such a cloud. The blue zone people were really going at it – throwing out blue powder left and right. There was such a layer of blue on the ground that Chris pointed out that one could roll in it. I did.

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After the blue zone, there was one final color zone at which all of the colors were present. I took it as an opportunity to get a little bit more pink, since much of that had come off while we were on the course.

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We were awarded medals and given extra pouches of colored powder as we crossed the finish line. Then, it was on to the finish festival, complete with free chocolate milk and ice cream.

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After that, we headed home. While en route, I Googled how to set the color in place.The most likely thing I found was to spray it with vinegar, and then iron it. I chose to add an additional step of throwing on extra color from our pouches, to make up for most of the color having already fallen off. The vinegar had a very strong smell. Thankfully, the tenants who live in our house offered the use of their ironing board, so I was able to do it outside. In the end, it took me about an hour to do both Chris and I’s shirts.

Overall, my Color Run 5k  experience was fun, and I hope to do it again sometime.

I told myself I wouldn’t do this…

I told myself I wouldn’t do this…

I told myself I wouldn’t do this. I wasn’t going to miss a post. It bugs me when content creators that I follow don’t stick to their schedule. Whether it is a missed post or upload, or just posting a day or two late, it bothers me. I feel like they have made a commitment to some particular schedule, and that they should stick to it. So, when I started this blog, I told myself that I was going to stick to my schedule. Every other Tuesday, like clockwork. I was going to think ahead as needed to make sure that I stuck to it. I was not going to miss a post, or post late. But life happens.

I missed a post.I knew yesterday morning that a post was due that day. I also knew that it wasn’t going to happen that day.So, here I am, on Thursday. Writing a post. Late, the way I promised myself I wasn’t going to do.

Life has been crazy the last couple of weeks. In my last post, I talked about my love/hate relationship with shipping projects. (The post should be below for those who haven’t had the opportunity to read it yet.) Well, my project that was supposed to ship is delayed,. Thus, the craziness that is associated with shipping the project isn’t over yet. Right now, it looks like shipping will be a week from Monday. So, hopefully in my next post (which I intend to be on time), I will be able to say that it shipped.

Also in the mix is my big concert that I will be ringing bells in. I had rehearsals this evening and  another one Saturday. I already know that what is being done in Saturday’s rehearsal shouldn’t be humanly possible. The concert brings together three handbell choirs, vocal choirs, piano, organ, and an orchestra. Each of those groups has been practicing individually, and each has practiced with the piano. However, the first that all of the groups come together is the day before the concert. We have done this several times now in previous years, and somehow it always works. It is beautiful to see. Over the past couple of months of rehearsals, we have been imagining the other parts. It is one thing to say, “this is where the choir comes in,” but it is so much better to actually hear the choir come in instead. Then, on Sunday, we get the added component of an audience, and the excitement of the audience always helps me add just a little bit more energy into my performance.

If you are interested in coming, there are still tickets available for the 7 pm performance. (The 3 pm performance is sold out!) More information is available at: http://martene.org/springsation.html. If you mention the code “GoldStar” at the ticket booth, you can get half price tickets!

Well, I think that’s all for now. I’ll be back in two weeks!