Saturday May 28 was Toronto’s Color Me Rad fun run. You know the one—where you run 5 km and get dusted in coloured cornstarch?
For years I have seen people out and about in an array of colours and have been envious of what looks to be the aftermath of their good times. But no more! I have joined the ranks of the clad-me-in-colour enthusiasts.
Every year, when the seasons change and the weather (hopefully) warms, cities around the world support fun runs. Toronto is no different where, specifically, she hosts Color Me Rad, one of many fun runs supported by the city, taking place in Downsview Park.
I’m glad to have participated and to see just how fun dyed cornstarch could really be.
My friends and I signed up months ago and as a result paid a minimal entry fee (about $25). This got me a shirt to run in, a colour bomb, and a handy phone cover (to always be camera ready and not let that photo go to waste because , you know, you’re gonna get tie-dyed).
The course ran for 5km and was interspersed with eight colour stations of alternating colouring methods. Volunteers of six stood at each station and either had barrels of dyed cornstarch with scoops in their hands at the ready, or barrels with watery dyed (what I assume to be) cornstarch and water guns in their hands—I took advantage of these stations and ran through them a couple times—it was a HOT day.
I think overall, there were enough stations to be sufficiently coloured by, though I think the volunteers need to work on their aim 😉
Upon completing the run there were a number of buckets loaded with colour bombs for your choosing (it seems the group of women I ran with were all about the pink), and we met up (again, real handy to have our phones on us) for a massive photo shoot, as well as to squeeze out as much enjoyment from our personal colour bombs (5×5” sealed plastic baggies of colour). This is how I ended up with pink hair—hair that is still a pale shade of pink well over a week later I might add.
Post run, post selfie-extravaganza, we headed to the stage for some mild raving… at 11:00 am… more photo taking and of course, some inadvertent colouring of the self.
Twas a gay ol’ time.
Interested in doing a colour run? No matter where you live it can happen. Though my only experience is Color Me Rad, I would def recommend it. It was a well organized event and a whole lot of fun to go from squeaky clean, to downright tie-dyed filthy.
What you need to know:
Sunscreen. Maybe it’s a given, maybe not. I def put some on, but it wasn’t enough. I got stopped twice on my way home by complete strangers inquiring about my burn, to which I replied, “Oh, this? It’s not a burn, it’s leftover dye from …”. The second time I licked my finger and rubbed my forearm somewhat vigorously only to realize I had successfully cleaned off the pink dye earlier in the day and what was left was very much a pink burn. Ouch.
Sunglasses. Nell brought extra pairs of inexpensive sunglasses. Great for eye shade, floating coloured dust particle protection, and of course, those selfies.
Wet towel. We brought wet towels that we left in the car. They proved mighty handy for giving ourselves a post-run/ pre-car clean. Wet towels and make-up wipes. Invaluable. *Note, the longer the dye stays on, the harder it is to get off.
Water. Bring your own. They provided it, but it doesn’t hurt to have your own stores.
Mirror. 1. To get a good look at the evidence of all that fun you had post run. 2. Bring a mirror in the shower with you. For serious. I thought I did a good job of scrubbing the colour off… My scalp however, looked diseased. If you’re fair like me, it will be dyed, or at least very evident that it is dyed.
The fun continues for days. The blonde in my hair is now pink. It’s been a slice rocking this colour—so much so, I’m thinking of dying it.
Do rad stuff.