The Dirty Dash

That would be me, the one in a full slide headed sideways into the bog.  And my helpful husband in dark green ahead of me.  That's Ava's head in the corner.  She looked absolutely delighted by the whole thing, but  got shrieky when we headed her way.

We had such a good time.  I paced myself "cautiously," according to my husband, and was able to finish without any crawling or gasping.  The race was very casual, lots of walkers and slow runners, and a variety of, ahem, clothing choices.  A man wearing jean cutoffs and a coconut bra finished ahead of me.   I will probably have more photos later, if any from the official race photographers turn out well.

But I'm up!!

the powder in the air is from color-bombs.