Ever since I started running seriously the last two years, Mini Cupcake #2 has been requesting to run with me which I think is just totally awesome. He’s run a handful of kids races and has done pretty well! When I saw the Color Run was coming to DC, I thought it would be a really fun opportunity to do a race WITH him! Yea, it’s a 5K, but I thought he would be up for the challenge. He had literally been counting down the days for weeks, it was really cute. The night before the race, I asked him if he wanted to do the race with his daddy because he hasn’t had a lot of 1 on 1 time with him lately, but no, he insisted I do it with him. He wanted to have “special mommy running time.” I mean, how can you say no to that?!
The day before the race when Mini was in school, I headed to the packet pick up. I have never done a Color Run before so I had no idea what to expect. Packet pick-up was at the local Sports Authority and super easy. There were no lines at all and I was in and out in about 5 minutes. Easy peasy. I was a bit nervous about the race because I had heard that some of the volunteers squirting the colored corn starch weren’t very cognizant of kids and would squirt it in faces. One friend even had to take her child to the ER because her daughters eye was full of cornstarch, so I did not want that to happen. I asked one of the gentlemen at the packet pick up if I need to make Mini wear sunglasses. He assured me that all of their volunteers were trained to be careful for the kids and NOT spray or squirt in people’s faces……a little foreshadowing…
Anyway, it was race day and we were all geared up….tatoos applied, sunglasses on and sweatbands ready! We were ready for some fun! He even told me to get ready to take lots of selfies!
The race took place at National Harbor which I had VOWED to never do a race there again, but alas, here I was again. I guess I don’t mind a low key race there, but the course still sucks.
The start line was packed. There were a TON of people, but luckily they were letting people go in waves with about 5 minutes inbetween each wave, which was really smart. Bubbles were flying and the atmosphere was really fun with loud music and excitement. Mini was getting so excited…..
……Until we crossed the start line. I’m not kidding…the SECOND we crossed the start line, the complaining began. He ran for about 30 seconds after toeing the start and then immediately stopped, sat down and said, “I don’t want to run, I’m tired…I’m hungry, I’m thirsty, when will we be done?” Ummmmm, yeeeaaaa. Sorry kid, we’ve got 3 miles to go. We walked the entire race, which is totally fine, however the whining and complaining went on for every second of the 1 hour and 18 minutes that it took to finish the race.
We came to the first color station and the whining got worse because “purple is a girl color, I don’t want purple”….
I forced him to sit down, relax, take a selfie and regroup. Selfies cure everything, don’t they??!
Next up….PINK…Crap, another girl color.
All I can say is thank goodness I forced him to wear the glasses through the color stations. Despite the organizer telling me “oh, our volunteers are highly trained to not spray in kids faces…” I call bull shit. Mini went up to a volunteer and asked them to spray his shirt with cornstarch and the volunteer aimed the bottle at his face and squirted…very intentionally. I was PISSED. He spit out about a tablespoon of cornstarch from that. I was so angry. I mean I KNOW the risks and that’s why I made him wear sunglasses, but when the kid ASKED the volunteer to get his shirt and he deliberately aimed in his face?!!! Seriously?!
If it weren’t for me FORCING him to wear those glasses, WE probably would be in the ER washing out his eyeball..and I’m not exaggerating.
We FINALLY found the water stop after 1.5 miles of literally dragging him along the course.
Next up…Yellow! Yey! Finally a color that was boy approved!
I had stopped him at this point to have a heart to heart. I told him he needed to channel his inner superhero and that he COULD do this. He kept telling me that he couldn’t. After about 10 minutes of coaxing, we finally started walking again. It was a great learning experience for him! Hahaha.
We had to get our fist bump in to seal the deal on our superhero conversation.
Finally, the last color and about 0.5 miles from the finish. I had tried to get him pumped up at this point, getting super enthused myself….it worked for a few minutes and then we went back to “how long til we get there?”
Time for a selfie, because selfie’s fix everything…..BAHAHAHAHA.
Show me your muscles dude…you’ve come a long way! You are a superhero! Yeah!!
I was trying my hardest to be positive when all I wanted to do was go home. I was mentally exhausted.
Finally, we crossed the finish line and got snacks. 5 year olds need a constant IV of snacks running into their bodies…He ate like 3 Kind bars, like he had never eaten before in his life.
The finished product!
Yea, this is kind of ironic…..not sure there were any happy moments on his end….but funny thing is….when we were driving home, he said “thanks mommy that was SO much fun! When can we do it again?” WTF, really?!
Anyone ever done a Color Run?
Anyone ever had an experience with their kid like this at a race?