Then I started scrolling through the pictures and quickly realized that I finished with quite a crowd: that guy I chicked right at the finish line, a speedy middle schooler, a 20-something who looked ready to keel over. Finding myself among the crowd felt a bit like exploring a Where's Waldo book. Eventually, I found a snippet of my arm, a piece of my skirt, and a glimpse of my face - over someone's shoulder. The best pic by far, however, was this gem:
Kudos on a great race, sir. |
Skirt sparkling, tall form, and from this distance, you can't see my I-might-puke face. |
Needless to say, I won't be purchasing any finish line photos from this event. What was your best race photo? Have you ever snagged a good one?
I seriously look like I am going to die in every race photo. What I think I look like running is not what I look like running :)
ReplyDeleteIsn't that the truth? In my head, I'm all grace and clean lines. In reality, I'm all goofy faces. Good thing there are no style points in running ;) Thanks for stopping by!
DeleteI've yet to buy a race photo - they leave a lot to be desired :) Luckily my husband has caught a couple of good ones over the years.
ReplyDeleteHaha! So glad he's been able to snag a few good ones. We spend so much time running, it's nice to have photo evidence of our work! Thanks for stopping by!
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