So, I'm a bit of a competitive person. I enjoy running, but at the end of the day, what really drives me is seeing how I measure up, against my past self and against others.
I've never really understood the joy in completing something just for the sake of completing it -- I'd rather break 40 for the 10K than finish a Tough Mudder or Ironman. It's just how I'm wired. Maybe it's a personal flaw; maybe it's just a "charming personal quirk."
I understand that others are different though, and that's fine too. Some of us like brandy or scotch, some of use can't stand the taste of it.
But every once in a while, I see something. Something odd. Something that I simply canNOT comprehend the appeal of, to the point that it confuses me.
So, here you go. The Color Run -- "a one of a kind experience that is less about speed and more about enjoying a color crazy day with your friends and family."