5 New Hugs, (4 new friends from the Color Me Rad 5K, 1 reluctant new friend at Harris Teeter)
Boy do I have a story for you! So, as you might know, I ran the Color Me Rad 5K race in Raleigh last weekend to benefit the NC Special Olympics. It was my first race since I was um… about 12 years old. It was AWESOME. If you don’t know about this fun run, please go to the link above. It is very colorful and I felt like I was at a colorful Woodstock with all the energy and well, color!
Needless to say, I got my first 2 hugs the night before. I went to pick up my registration packet and had a wonderful conversation with the ladies surrounding me. We were all hyped and ready for the race. The next 2 came from a few girls that asked me to take their picture after the final color bomb at the finish line. I asked them to repay me in hugs.
I officially had the runners “high”. Only extremely elevated due to the energy of the fellow race goers and my family. On our way home I needed to pick up a few things at the grocery store and well, it involved wine which my hubby is not exactly well versed in. So, sweaty, colorful and looking absolutely ridiculous, I entered Harris Teeter. When I went to check out, the cashier exclaimed, “Oh My Goodness! Were you in that race?” We then proceeded to laugh and joke about how jealous she was because she really wanted to be in it. I am not really sure where my head was at (somewhere up in the clouds clearly taking advantage of that “high”) when I told her to take a picture of us. That’s right, I had noticed her phone in her pocket, assumed she had facebook and demanded (not asked) that she take a picture of us. She looked at me quizzically. I said, “you have facebook, right? let’s take a picture of us and you can post it. That way I can let you know if the Color Me Rad race comes back (she never asked me for that) and share our picture on my blog. If that would be ok with you.” Oh look at that, I asked permission. She gave me the craziest look which I totally deserved. But, yet she still went through with it. Do you see how crazy this is? I peeked at her pockets, assumed she had facebook, assumed she would want a picture with me, ASSUMED she would friend a complete stranger. (We all know what assuming gets you, right?) I finally asked for her name to find her on facebook which I did immediately upon coming home.
Yes, you are right, she did not friend me. Nor should she. I was batshit crazy in that moment. I just couldn’t help myself. Sigh. Lesson learned. Funny what adrenaline will do to you. And guess what? I can’t wait to do it again.
Please accept this blog as my virtual hug to you.