We wrapped February up with a bang. Literally. Kind of. Well, we didn’t have any guns because that would be a) stupid, b) illegal, but you get the point. After many moments of re-convincing myself to even carry on our plans to run this 5k, I finally decided it would be a good thing and not to chicken out. Zombies smell fear.
This was my first 5k ever so I didn’t know what to expect. I’m also not a great runner and I had big plans to train with hubbs since we registered a month ahead of time. Well one week turned into four weeks later, and we never actually got to train. In fact we did the total opposite. After a few discussions of attaching leashes to my husband and letting him pull me if I got tired, I decided to just go for it.
This is also the first adventure we got to fully use the GoPro in water and through motion. I am very pleased with how well this bad boy works. Next time I’ll try that trick to keep rain drops from the lens. I apologize in advance for some of the spots with water.
We got there and received our t-shirts, bibs, and lined up behind the starting line. My nerves really kicked in at this point. We started jogging and watched for the zombies. Then we started hitting patches that had zombies waiting to grab your flag which were also your life. If they captured all three, you would die. At one point I lost two, sadly within the first mile, but every so often there were recharging stations that you could get water and more flags.
We went out there as #2359 and #2360 with guns a blazin’. We mostly walked but like I said, no training, and being our first one, this was okay. We finished it in the end and that’s all I was excited about. We really got our running out obviously when the zombies tried to approach us. Since my dear husband is so much faster than I am, he took off in sprints when we entered danger zones. We stuck together the entire time which I’m so thankful for. He also served as a deterrent for me since he was more of a challenge. I had maneuvers but he had speed. One even went way past his zone to chase him because he was so fast. All for a little girl to grab it around the corner.
The zombies were dressed well and their make-up was on point. We saw two sheriffs due to the obvious Walking Dead reference, a few ring leaders, and a few others. I always have this fear of the apocalypse because unlike the rest of the world with their zombie obsession, they kind of freak me out. That was what I feared most. Luckily there weren’t any that I would be especially irrationally afraid of.
My husband on the other hand has an awful bout of clown phobia. To say there was an amazing clown zombie that came out of nowhere and scared him is an understatement. (This clown zombie actually went on to win the best dressed zombie award they held at the end.)
There was mud EVERYWHERE. It was hard to get through at times because it was deep and slippery. Thankfully the zombies were moved away from these intensely muddy areas or else I’m sure I would have face planted in the mud a few times. Actually, some did. I’m glad it didn’t start really raining until we were closer to finishing. Running from zombies in the rain comes with an increased level of difficulty for those who are visually impaired. Seriously I ended up running blindly without my glasses on during some parts because I just couldn’t see with them on. Neither of us could really see. It’s like trying to drive without windshield wipers in a good ol’ Florida downpour. It doesn’t happen.
It really wasn’t that bad. Minus the fact that the rain was torrential toward the end, we made it out alive! We have these shiny new medals to show for it and I’m excited to start actually training for the next one toward the end of the year (my birthday-ish). We will be so much more prepared and ready for some sunshine this time. Color Run, here we come!