5K races are getting desperate

I ran in my first real 5K race last weekend.  I did the Hell Run, which was basically a run with obstacle courses and drunk people in costumes, so I don’t know if I can count that one.  The race I just got into was called Color Mania.  It was a race, but with color!

As I got into it, I found out they just throw powered color dust on you.  There was supposed to be some back story connected to the Hindu religion, but it was just jackasses throwing pink, orange, purple and green dust in my face as a ran.  The dust entered my lungs, got in my eyes (which I couldn’t wipe, because my arms had the shit on them also), and and put a weird taste in my mouth.  The packet said “edible” on one part, but on the other?  “Non-edible.”  Well, I may have stomach cancer and I look like a unicorn jicked all over me.  God forbid I just run in a normal race.  Thanks for the cancer.