It’s official! I am now registered for The Graffiti Run, a “colorful 5K run” through Indianapolis as part of a team called Tutus and Tiaras. If you know me even a little bit, you know how strange that statement is. I don’t do any kind of runs and haven’t since elementary school when we had sponsored events for students and families. I haven’t worn a tutu since I was five years old and taking ballet, and a tiara has never ever touched this head. Yet here I am, signed up for a team with a bunch of ladies from my office to dress like a princess and get pelted with color packets.
The groups are mainly just a way for people to recruit their friends by offering a $5 registration discount (on top of whatever other discounts you can find through Google; one of the ladies in my group found one that knocked registration down enough for me to justify going) and for friends to have a bit of fun and create a theme for their run. The Graffiti Run organizers encourage the participants to wear lots of white in order to show the color from the packets that are tossed, but also to dress creatively and have some fun with it. A portion of the race proceeds will go to a local charity, so I do feel a little bad about getting such a nice discount, but I’m sure the funds will be made up elsewhere, especially if a lot of people turn out to watch the race as well.
This is such a strange thing for me to be doing, not just because of the reasons I already noted. I’m not exactly the most social person when it comes to my coworkers and I also rarely go anywhere without my husband. This is a huge break in character for me to do this without my sweetie and to team up with the ladies in my office who I usually only speak to in passing. To be honest, I was a little surprised that I was asked and even more surprised when it turned out to not be simply a polite invite but a genuine invitation and desire for me to participate. So I thought screw it, let’s do this. What’s the worst that could happen?
They are planning to get together at one of their homes, have a few drinks, and construct the tutus. In typical ME fashion, I’m going to have to take a pass on this part of the festivities. I think I’m leaving my comfort zone enough by doing a princess color run with girls I barely know; I don’t think I can handle having drinks with them at a house I’ve never been to in a place I’ve never been and without my husband to lean on when I start feeling like the naturally socially awkward creature that I am. I’m feeling weird enough about the run itself. If nothing else, I’ll at least get some hilariously strange photos out of this.
Check out their site for event information in other areas. You can also go as a spectator and get to douse the runners/walkers with color packets. There is also an area on the site to sign up to volunteer or to provide entertainment for the post run. If you’re in the Indianapolis area and musically inclined, PLEASE visit the site and sign up! I’ll keep you all posted on this event as it draws nearer.
UPDATE – PHOTOS