Pink, pink, everywhere pink!

The obvious color to remember the race for the cure is pink!
And there was no short supply of it in sight.
There were plenty of activities to keep me busy up until the race time.
In fact, they had so many freebie giveaways and I was there so early...I had 2 bags full of stuff after going around to all the booths!
So, knowing I couldn't run 3.2 miles (!!) with that extra stuff, I headed back to dump the stuff in the car.
With 40,000+ people there, I didn't expect to see anyone I knew.
Would you believe, as I put the stuff in my car, I saw Heidi from Longaberger!! She looked great (she is a personal trainer) and was walking with one of her "trainees" that day!
We hung out for a bit until I got nervous about running the race...so off I went!


The dumpster was later OVERFLOWING with water bottles...:(

They gave us bags, scarves, cosmetic bags, frisbees, free manicures, chair massages, candy...

Everyone seemed to enjoy it! This was before the race, so the crowd was still thin.

The throngs of people had begun to fill High Street...

It was now time to race.
The starting lineup was OVERWHELMING.
I was ready!!!

I ran the whole thing, start to finish. I was not the first, nor the last. There was a band on every corner, encouraging us to keep going. At each mile, another set of fans encouraging us to go a little further. I was emotionally overcome at the number of racers in pink shirts (survivors) and those with pink tags (running in memory or celebration of one or more specific folks in their lives.)
It sure kept me going.
I had picked the right one for my first 5k!