This race was pretty simple. No obstacles. No timers. No roads. No way out without getting dangerously close to many, many zombies….
Nothing like sprinting through a small zombie horde to get your heart racing! I think I ran faster during this un-timed run than ever before – thank goodness we were able to walk between the zombies. That’s the biggest part of the fun of these runs, trying to dodge between zombies chasing you, zig-zagging back and forth at top speed. It’s not everyday an adult can get away with that you know. The other half of the fun is everyone there is obviously having a blast and really, really nice. This is the second time I’ve run this and both times every single person I met was super friendly.
I started wondering if I could get my kids to dress like zombies and get them to jump out randomly on my regular scheduled runs. Would my neighbors come running out to help?
There were a lot more zombies this year than last year. The run was at Lake Park in Lutz, Florida which is like 30 minutes from my house and I’ve never even heard of it before. I’ll definitely be visiting here again! I’d even swear I saw a lake through the trees at one point, I must go back exploring.
The bad thing about a trail run with zombies? Well, a trail isn’t exactly a road. If a zombie comes running up behind you (some were original Dawn of the the Dead slow and some were new Dawn of the Dead fast) you can’t exactly get through the crowd in front of you. It’s kind of like my driving mantra. You can’t go faster than whoever is in front of you, try as you might (stupid tailgaters). However, in a moment of zombie induced panic I did try and get past the guy in front of me for a minute, then I had to stop and apologize. He didn’t care a bit but I felt a wee bit dumb.
There was no mud and not too much blood so no need for an after picture, but here we are before the run. Heck ya I was proud of my I ♥ Daryl t-shirt.
One other thing of note – this is the second time in a row I started a run with shoes and ended without them. I wore the same shoes I always do to an organized run but this time they tore up the backs of my feet from the heels all the way to the top of my shoes. Maybe because this wasn’t a mud run and my feet were dry? I have no idea but I think I may be officially done with running in shoes, obstacles or not. I’ll spare you the gory pictures (you’re welcome) but trust me when I say it was quite the lesson learned. And contrary to what I would have thought only one single person even seemed to notice the lack of shoes, and she just asked if I was a barefoot runner.
What else could there possibly be to add to the good times? Superman Walks founder Thomas Mills was there. If you haven’t heard of Superman Walks you should check out their site, it’s a great organization. I’d love to walk with them one of these times.
And of course you can’t forget the racing bling.