There isn’t actually too much to recount – the night and day kind of passed in a blur of colours, smells (those portable toilets? eughh) and random comments. But we do have some snaps to cherish the moment...
There was some novelty in transitioning from our UQ midnight frolicks to an actual event, even if it was a fun run. So we took the time to enjoy the fact we would become part of a swarming mass advertising scheme - and not be paid.
After the novelty wore off...
... you had to write your details on the running sticker just in case you fainted. At least, thats what I'm guessing. WHy would anybody else need to read your tag except when the ambos come to get you?
The RFID tag, integrated into the shoe. It's a pretty nifty device, although I was aware of it as I ran. made the shoe feel awkward every time i was overtaking, like I'd lost some flexibility.
No pictures of the run itself, sorry Zoe hehehe, but we were all sweaty and splotchy after so nothing glam that you're missing out on.
yey :) our first run.
teDDe~
