The Color Run

It’s Sunday 30 March and the day of the Wellington Color Run dawns for Clayton, Tyler and Brynn (and quite a few other Wellingtonians). No, my spelling is correct…

The Color Run ^TM 5k is the official name of the event in major cities all over the world, hence the US spelling rule.

(Above): As to be expected, Brynn was up and ready to go bright and early, fully equipped with her head-band, wrist-band and angel wings! All in pristine white.

(Above): A while later, she was joined by brother Tyler and dad Clayton. Tyler had an easy-to-remember number, and dads phone number was indelibly inscribed in red and Brynn’s arm in big numbers, just in case she became detached and lost in the multitudes.

 
(Above): A group photo, with Bennie and Sophie (Captain Collar) looking on in admiration (or perhaps curiosity?).

Then off, for the 35 minute drive to Upper Hutt and the 5k run dodging colour (sorry, color) bombs of various colour powder pigments which are hurled at the runners. Red, Blue, Yellow, Green, Orange, to name a few. What a mess they eventually looked like at the homecoming. Tyler really looked as if he had been beaten up by thugs with what really looked like Hollywood-style bruised and bloodied eyes! All purple and pink-red.

There are three rules for the run, namely:

Rule #1 All participants are welcome… fast, slow, runner, walker, old, and young.
Rule #2 White shirt dress code at the official start line and ready to roll!
Rule #3 Get completely covered in crazy coloured goodness at the finish festival.