There was a Burst of Color

Yesterday I did something I've always wanted to do. I participated in a color run. Well technically it was called a Color Burst since it was hosted by the ymca so children could be involved, but same thing. It was as colorful and fun as I imagined.

Now the training for this 5k was very intense. It was so intense some might not even believe that it happened.......thats because it didn't. I did not train whatsoever for this event. I just went for it. Sometimes in life you just got to jump right in unprepared  and hope you don't die from an asthma attack due to your lack of training. But I survived... clearly otherwise you wouldn't be reading this right now. I was not the only unprepared runner. My friend Brittany who also ran along with Stefanie and I was not prepared either. The two asthmatics just taking the color run by storm and hoping for the best. Stefanie on the other hand who decided to be Ms. Overachiever actually trained for the run. Who does that? I don't.

They had the path of the run set up so it was one giant loop that you had to go around twice so you hit each color station a second time. (Just in case you weren't already dosed in color they threw more on you.) The second time I ran through the red color zone this lady threw some right at my face so it speckled around my mouth like I had the chicken pox. I looked like I had just eaten a giant red popsicle. Fantastic.. My friend Stefanie looked like a leprechaun with the amount of green that covered her. I think they could sense she was Irish so they just dosed  her with the green. Let that Irish pride show. Potatoes!!

At the end of the run they have everyone get in a big crowd for the final color toss. For the final color toss they had everyone grab the remaining color and throw it into the air at the same time. The parking lot turns into one giant colorful cloud that hovers for about a minute. Its really cool to see all the colors fly in the air, but word to the wise do not inhale at all during this. Not a good idea. Just hold your breath and hope the cloud of color floats away.  It is a wonderful sight to see though.

I will definitely do the color burst again next year. But maybe I'll actually train this time. Who knows?

Queen Diva Out.

                                               

                                                Stay colorful,

                                                           Cherry XOXO

Will Run for Fries.

So I have made the delusional decision to become a runner. Why you may ask? I'm not really sure. Maybe its the way a runner's eye sparkles when they realize they are about to die, or maybe its the sweatiness. Either way I'm clearly unstable. I mean what is more attractive than a dying asthmatic topple over into the pathetic sweaty mess I will have become.

 However, I'm trying to start out slow instead of going full force and burn myself out. And when I say slowly I mean walk fast paced for 5 minutes and then jog/sprint for 2 minutes. I will slowly build myself up to where I can run for most of the time. (If I ever get there.) I'm not sure if this method is really effective or not, but its the one I'm going with. I'm determined to stick to this. I have always wanted to run in a marathon, and I'm going to achieve this. I might die trying, but I will do it.  And I will do it fabulously!

(Reality sets in.)

After the first two days of my decision to become a runner, my legs weren't hurting too bad if at all. I thought I was doing pretty well. Wrong..... I was very wrong. You see I was fine and dandy till the 3 days later when my body decided that it hated me. (This is also happened to be the day that I had to run everywhere for work so definitely not the most ideal time.)  I was a mess. My legs wanted to give up on me while simultaneously cramping up so  I could feel their wrath. It was rough.   There were many moments throughout the day that I was tempted to just lay down in the elevator. Just give up and let the world see the blubbering shambles I was. Its not like anyone would notice some random girl dying in the elevator anyways.   What have I done to myself? In what world did I think this would be a good idea... anyways..

This week beside my insane decision to hurtle myself around in the name of exercise,  I started my second semester of college.  I know you are probably thinking "why are you going back for more punishment?" I don't know.. Seemed like a good idea at the time. However, I already know that this semester is going to be crazier than last. But I already have my first trip of the year planned for next month. So there's a plus. I am finally going to visit the city  I belong in. My whole life I have wanted to go there and next month I will be in it's beautiful city limits.. Ahh.. adventure...

Well anyways my  Dear Divas today's is short and sweet, and I hope you have a wonderful day!

Queen Diva out.



                                                                Stay Swazzy,
                                                                            Cherry XOXO