Run or Dye? How about BOTH!

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Before     and      After
(and yet still before the color explosion!)

I thought it would make me feel better. Stronger. Faster. As if I had accomplished something incredible.

Last weekend I participated in the Run or Dye 5K. Even though it said ‘5K’, the track only ended up being 2-point-something miles. If I’d known that, I probably wouldn’t have let myself walk part of the way.

Okay, I probably still would have walked that one hill. It was pretty steep.

The event itself was a lot of fun. My friends and I got to the starting line and danced like dorks while waiting for the run to begin. We had homemade tutus on and I was PUMPED. I took off way too fast at the beginning, but slowed down when I realized I was using all my energy too quickly.

The color stations were silly fun, all those people just showering me with colored dye.

It was HOT. And I was a bad (BAD) runner. I didn’t hydrate before the run. By the time I got to the halfway mark, I thought I was going to keel over. I grabbed a water bottle, drank some of it, and then kept going.

By the time I saw the crowd of spectators waiting at the finish line, I made myself run the rest of the way. Across the finish line. Where my friends were waiting (What can I say? I walked more of it then they did. I was ill prepared.). We were covered in colors. We took pictures and then headed to the DANCE PARTY. We danced like dorks and then there was the color explosion. At the count of ten, everyone in the crowd emptied their packet of color into the air.

It Was Insane!

For a moment, it was as if I was immersed in just a cloud of color. I couldn’t see more than 1 or 2 people nearby. The sky disappeared.

Then, slowly, the color started to fall and I could see again. A crowd of multi-colored people. Everyone dancing and laughing and celebrating.

It was fun. Like, a lot. My friends want to do more runs. They want to work up to a 10K, and then the half-marathon at DisneyLand in January. I’ve finally convinced myself that I want to do it with them.

I mean, why not?

But I didn’t have some crazy change of heart. Doing this didn’t make me feel stronger, or like I can accomplish anything. In fact, it was a bit of a disappointment. I had a bit of heat exhaustion and didn’t even manage to run the whole thing (it’s not timed or anything…but I had expectations of myself).

I’ve read so many posts from other people who decided to become runners, and how it really transformed them. I’m not just talking about the ones who become physically stronger, or lose weight. I’m talking about the ones who come out the other side feeling…different.

I’m still the same Rox. I still don’t enjoy running. I still want to enjoy running. I still have a lot of work to do on myself.

I don’t regret a single thing about participating in the event. It was fun, and I’m glad my friends convinced me to do it.

I just know that I need to stop having high expectations. I can’t expect one small little 2-point-something mile run to cause some incredible epiphany. I am too much of an instant gratification type of girl. I need to just be patient and keep at it.

Then maybe I’ll start to see some changes.

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6 comments on “Run or Dye? How about BOTH!”

  1. Samantha

    GO ROX! I don’t think I could run .5 miles; I’m just not a runner.

    It looks like it was lots of fun with all the dye 🙂

  2. Aimee

    I’m one of those weirdos who enjoy running. In fact, when my endorphins kick in right around mile 3 or 4, I usually spontaneously start crying. I call it my “rungasm.” No shit. I’m being totally serious. I started out with zero intention of becoming a runner. It was for weight loss only. I started by mailboxing. Running from one mailbox to the next, then walking the next, etc. After a few months, I was running 3 and 4 miles at a time without stopping. My first race was a 10K. I ran the whole thing. And yes, it was probably one of the most amazing feelings I have ever had, aside from skydiving and giving birth. I haven’t run a race in a year or so because of injuries. That another thing that happens when you LOVE running. Injuries. You can’t avoid them. Pulled a hamstring. Tibial stress fracture. Blech. My husband and I did the Warrior Dash last year. Next most amazing feeling I’ve ever felt. Since the injuries, I have switched to running in Vibrams, or “minimalist running.” Best thing I ever did for my poor legs. I’m a full convert now. Before I started, I hated running. I hated working out period. The only thing I’d run from was if my house was on fire. It just kind of built up over time. Now I’m that weird lady in the neighborhood who runs in full-on downpours and in 20-degree weather. I will say, however, that at 36, I am starting to really feel my age. Not happy about that.

  3. Karyn

    I don’t run. At all. But I might walk fast if I was offered this much fun!!

  4. Jamie

    YAY! Run or Dye. I wasn’t expecting some amazing feeling of accomplishment out of run or dye, I just went for the fun times. I think I got more of a sense of accomplishment the first time I hit 5k. It was like WOO! I did it! Lol. Anyway, I bet when we finish the half we’ll feel awesome 🙂 People running Half marathons are more hardcore, so there won’t be a lot of walkers blocking the path and it’s TIMED 🙂

  5. Jenn@Fox in the City

    I hate running, I just do it because it is good for my heart and gives me a goal to aim for . . . which pretty much makes me a terrible “runner”. That being said, there is a feeling of accomplishment when a goal is reached.

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