This whole thing started when a friend invited me to The Color Run and I accepted. Well, that day finally came and I am officially a Color Runner. Woop woop! The run itself was an absolute blast, but definitely not one where a) most of the people were running or b) time was kept for the race. I made it a personal point, however, to run the entire time.
For some weird reason, I would open my mouth when we ran through the color. Without fail. Every time.
And as a result, I had blue teeth. The color, by the way, does not taste like kool-aid. It tastes like baby powder.
It was a morning of fun. Most importantly, I'm pumped up for my next challenge - 4 miles with the Bridgerunners!
