During the run, you will be getting barraged with all of this dyed corn starch. There is no reason that electric feeling of running through pink, purple, blue and orange clouds should be limited to just one morning. how do you capture these moments forever? You run with a blank canvas. That way, the canvas can be a reminder of the psychedelic experience that you had. No LSD required. Candace ran the whole way with this canvas and we are going to preserve it and put it in our baby’s room to bring RAD notions their way. It’s also a sentimental token of the RAD things we did to get him/her here.
Chris – Race Day: It was freezing cold. I mean, here we are, May, and it was something like 58 degrees out (Fahrenheit for our Celsius readers). For North Dakota maybe that’s not all that cold, for us though, that’s cold. Nonetheless, we were out in full force. we were rockin’ our Color me W.O.W. shirts, white shorts, white shoes … we were ready to run our RAD butts off. We all met at a part of the field away from the crowd sow e could rally the troops. It was amazing to see all the people that had come in support of us 88!! We moved to the start line and there were tons of runners. We wedged our way into the next heat, and although we lost about half our group in the corralling, we knew they wouldn’t be far behind. Our start gun fired and we were off. I would be exaggerating slightly if I said that all you could see was a blur and some dust behind us. Okay, I would be exaggerating a lot. The pace was … how do I put this … exceptionally slow. We could have walked the whole thing. But the point was to be RAD the whole time and we were that for sure. With the W.O.W. flag that Candace’s dad made for us in my hand, we took to the call of being RAD with all seriousness.
What did we do? We sang every song we could think of that we could substitute the word RAD in. Favorites like “You put your RAD foot in, you take your RAD foot out” and “If you’re RAD and you know it clap you hands.” We took requests from our fellow runners and even got a few people to sing along. At one point, I had one of our niece’s on my shoulders as we were going through a color bomb station so I could make sure they aimed all of the color at her. I think our cheeks hurt more from smiling than our legs hurt from running. After the finish line, we all went to the final color bomb station. We all stood in a large square and waited for a countdown to unleash a color war on the sky. It was an amazing experience.
We had a RAD time with RAD peeps who were running with us for a RAD cause. No better feeling than that!














I think you guys are awesome and RAD! Good luck to you! X
Hey guys–loved this post. I am unclear how exactly you fundraised…did your team members ask people in their community to sponsor them, and a portion of that went to your surrogacy fund? Did Color Me Rad donate a portion of each person’s registration back to you? I’m brainstorming fundraising ideas right now for my own surrogacy, so if you could share, that would be great. Thank you, and I hope your own surrogacy is going well right now! LT