To celebrate my sister's birthday, we participated in the Color Run. This is the first time the Color Run 5k has come to Portland. I was pretty freaked out about this walk. I was worried about the powder getting in my eyes, mouth, etc. The concept made me feel claustrophobic - which is unusual for me. I talked about sitting it out all the way to the start line. The main reason I finally took the plunge was, because I knew there would be great photo opportunities.
The 5 of us drove to Mississippi and then took the MAX to the Portland International Raceway. They strongly encouraged this method, but unfortunately MAX ran on its usual Saturday schedule. The trains were packed (super squished!) both arriving and leaving. Much of this problem could have been alleviated if MAX had run on the weekday schedule.
15,000 people participated in this race. It was amazing to see this many people dressed in white. The walk from the MAX stop to the start line was easily 1k. Many parking spots were further out than that. The peace of mind of not having to navigate around the sea of people was worth getting very friendly with others on MAX.
So many tutus! I wish I had one. My sis is directly to the right in her pink tutu. I also saw many wedding dresses and all kinds of crazy outfits. The people watching was great fun.
Standing here, I told the group that I wasn't going to do the walk. I was really starting to panic. But I just hung in there. The adrenaline and fun of it all really helped me cross that starting line.
Blue was at the first kilometer mark. I didn't take pictures, because I just wanted to see what it was all about. I also worried about my iphone with all the color. The 2nd kilometer was pink. I tucked my iphone under my shirt as I passed through and that worked well. It was really nice that you could get lots of color if you wanted or stay to the other side if you prefered. I steered clear of most of the color folks, but I still got enough to make it fun.
The 3rd kilometer was orange and that was pretty intense. I also got sprayed on the face, but with sunglasses and the bandanna they provided, it was no big deal.
Yellow as the 4th kilometer. It was on the actual raceway and people were stopping to dance in the color.
It was almost hard to cross the finish line, because it was so packed with people. The party started immediately crossing the finish line. This race is very relaxed and it's not timed at all, so folks can go at their own pace. We stopped to take a lot of pictures.
This is pretty much what everything looked like. Everyone was covered in color and happy as could be. The cheer was contagious.
I even saw a few people making snow angels on the ground.
There was a stage complete with dancers to get the crowd jumping.
Every 10 minutes, they would count down to a Color Blast where everyone would toss their powder at the same time. I love this picture of Greg looking at me.
A few seconds after the big beautiful color blast, the air turned to this. There were times when you wouldn't be able to see a thing. But this passed very quickly.
Here is my hair and my sis is in the background. So many people were taking pictures and it was very common to be stopped and asked to take someones picture. After braving MAX home, we all went to lunch still in our color; we did hit the leaf blower station before leaving, so the excess powder was gone.
Here is our team after the race. This was such a fun experience and I'm so glad I participated.