So what happens when in May you decide to sign up for a
“color run” 5k that happens in October?
It won’t be until the day of the run that you will realize
it is the same day as:
1)
the day AFTER you took a hot yoga sculpt class
for the first time (and hence you cannot walk 15 feet to say nothing of running
3.1 miles);
2)
the football game for which your daughter is a
cheerleader starts one hour after the START time of the race and the game is 30
minutes from where the run is located;
3) There will be TWO birthday parties for your oldest child, both
of which are 30 minutes from your house and for which you will have to
trek back and forth because you look like a muppets character and need to get
to a shower in between;
4) There will also be a cocktail party for you and your husband at
which you still look ridiculous with blue hands and a Happy tattoo on your
arm
Who knew that when they say “color run”, they mean “this
sh*t is going to turn your hair, nails, toes, fingers, butt crack and
everywhere in between purple, pink, blue, yellow and colors of the rainbow that
even Crayola hasn’t invented.” My
underwear is still pink!!! Oh yeah, I
said underwear! That sh*t got
everywhere!!!!
Here’s what we learned when mommy’s inability to keep track of the children's schedule results in looking like THIS all day:
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| This would be a great picture if it weren't for the fact that we have a sh*tty camera that decides to focus only sometimes. Of course, you can't tell if the picture is in focus until you get it on a larger screen, so we didn't realize it at the time. So, mommy decided that she's "keepin it real" and posting this crappy picture anyway because there isn't another one of the four of us in all our post race glory! |
