I Blew My Nose...And It Was Blue

The Color Run was this past weekend and, for a split second, I never thought my hair, nose, or ears were going to be the same. My q-tips were green, my hair was dry and orange, and once, when I blew my nose, it was literally blue. BUT! You know what else I got out of the Color Run?!

I got $1800 to start an Art fund at my high school. 

I cannot express to each and every one of you how truly appreciative I am of your generosity and support. Your selflessness and desire to help children you don't even know is heart-warming, inspirational, and immensely appreciated. While there is still a lot of money to be raised, this is the boost I needed to get fundraising off the ground. I am very excited for the future and I can't wait to see what other great things can be accomplished during my time here with the support of all the wonderful people that surround me. 

Thank you. 

Now, in case you were wondering exactly what happened during the Color Run, don't worry - I have photos. But first - the details and observations of the day: Good news! The "paint" being thrown at us was actually colored corn starch. I was relieved to find out that the powdery substance being thrown at my face in the middle of a run wasn't toxic. Secondly, there was no surprise paint attack. The funniest part of the whole race was seeing the cloud of color up ahead. Lastly, people were going CRAAAAZY over this paint. Seriously - there were people rolling in the paint on the ground. It was bizarre. Funny, but bizarre. 

All in all, I was a little skeptical, but it was REALLY fun.

This was our team before the race - all clean!
(From L: Jillian, Stacy, Sharon, and me)

Aaaaand this is after the race. HOT MESS. 

Can we all please take note of my paint mustache? In my defense, Jillian had one too and Sharon's tongue was blue.

I really had mixed emotions about this whole experience. 

After the race, there are several times where everyone throws packets of paint into the air together. There is loud music, lots of dancing, and a lot of colors. It is kind of like a rave without the drugs.