With that in mind, I had wanted to do something to stand out a bit in whatever way I could. Originally, I was going to buy neon colored gear on clearance at Dick's...until I noticed the majority of stuff on clearance was neon green......Tink's colors!
I snatched up a green t-shirt and shorts, and white knee-high socks for my arms. With the neon striped socks mom got me for Christmas, I was runner Tink!
But why let the solid-color green space go to waste? Why not draw a Tinkerbell on my shirt and write Tink on it to jazz it up? So I grabbed some Sharpies and went to town.
|I told you I have toxic sweat|
After I crossed the finish line, I noticed black on my thumb. I thought it must be mascara from my crying so I asked a raceworker if I was a raccoon. She said I was fine. SHE SAID I WAS FINE!
After about 20 minutes of hanging around and chatting with my fellow finishers as we all waited for our friends, one of the girls I was with goes "You know your face is blue, right?"
Then, I looked down at my shirt and saw what had become of my brilliant work of Sharpie art. Sharpie and sweat do NOT mix. I rubbed frantically at my face with my arm socks to de-smurf myself. How could that raceworker tell me I was fine!?
As I scrubbed away, I saw Ryan Sutter coming through the tents with his brother. Yay! Now's my chance to apologize for seeming like a stalker yesterday and tell him I'm really not crazy.
Oh... Right.... I look like a smurf. Somehow I don't think trying to tell Ryan I'm not crazy while I covered in blue will improve my chances of him not filing that restraining order. Dammit, I think as I sadly watch him head toward the busses.
When I got back to the hotel room, I discovered just how bad it was
Next time, I'm going to invest in some laundry markers!