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Happiest 5K On The Planet

If I have learned anything about myself, it is that I can do all things through Him who gives me strength.

I started setting these goals of wanting to run a 5K after seeing two of my close friends continue to post their journeys as runners. These two women are inspirations to me because they are determined to reach their own goals and go beyond what they are capable of doing. I kept telling Brad that I want to do a 5K, eventually a 10K, and last a triathlon, but never really set my mind to it. Then, by chance, my friend, Dede, posted an event about the Color Run on Facebook, invited me, and immediately I decided this was it!

Saturday was the run. It was, by far, the best experience I have had and cleared my mind of all the chaos and urgency of work that has been clamoring at me the past several weeks. It was an occasion full of joy, happiness, and just plain fun. Seriously, who would have thought getting down right smashed with colored powder and jumping around in a celebration cloud of dust was something I would ever do? I was surprised and so overwhelmed with happiness at the diverse group of people that attended this event. Children, infants, men, women, elderly, disabled...it was unreal. And I thought, wow...all of these people are here for a reason, whether it be to add another 5K to their belt notch, in honor of someone, or for their own personal goals, or donation to world poverty, but it just showed me that ounce of humanity that truly knows that laughter is the best medicine. What an uplifting day and experience.

However, this first race taught me many things about myself. It taught me to remember to always take time for me, so I can be healthy and active with Madelynne for as long as God allows me to. It taught me to be fearless and face the "want to" with "I can do this". It taught me, once again, to slow down and take in the little things, like being pelted with color. It taught me to keep setting goals, keep striving, keep smiling, and, above all, to just enjoy this ride called life. It also taught me to not think about what others think and just worry about me.

I have now set other goals, that don't necessary connect with running, but are both professional and personal for my growth, spiritually, mentally, and emotionally. I think that sometimes, growing up is OK, because these revelations would have been lost when I was a teen or in my 20s.

Now there is a list of other fun runs I want to try out. :)

After the race

Dede and Jorel

Family friendly. 




Color Party

My shirt afterward

Our Team Before...


About 1/2 way--all "downhill" from here!

1 more mile (stopped for traffic temporarily)

Color EVERY WHERE!



In the cloud of dust

Our Team after. 



Before the race

Sweat band after the run. :)

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