It’s 9am on Sunday and I’m wearing 3 different primary colors…on purpose.
The first mile is hard—it’s cold and the 20 “Kiss me, I’m Irish” stickers I thought would be a good idea are starting to itch. Not a strong start.
Around mile 3 I’m passed by a leprechaun chasing his pot of gold. Mile 4 is one of my fastest, and I pass no fewer than six green tutu-clad teammates.
Yesterday marked the 24th Annual St. Patrick’s Day 8K—a Washington, DC tradition of dressing up with friends and family and running, walking, skipping through a scenic, downtown 5-mile loop. Team AICR, never ones to miss an opportunity to get dressed up, is here in full force and green garb.