|Ready to run|
The event drew 4,000 humans and 350 zombies. The
In the spirit of adventure, I decided I would not do this. Besides, what's the fun in surviving if you don't do it honestly? That being said, the zombies did not all exactly follow the rules either, more on that later.
|I loved this t-shirt.|
There were areas you could just not avoid the geeks. You might round a corner and there would be a dozen of them blocking the path. Within about a mile of the run the two balloons on each hip got popped (actually at the same time by 2 zombies grabbing them at the same time.) I had a lone balloon on my back, and it was underneath my nifty zombie survival pack, which was just some of the above-averag swag that the runners received.
|She was at the finish line when you thought you were safe|
I felt pretty good about my chances with my lone balloon because the zombies were focusing on the runners with visible balloons and ignoring the others. For another mile, I ran behind a guy who had no balloons left and used him as a meat shield. This was working swimmingly and 2 miles into the 3.1, I was in no danger. That is, until a zombie sprinted up to me from behind (and I do mean 100 meter dash sprinting). By the time I noticed a zombie was on my heels, it was too late. He had a full head of steam built up and I had just ran 2 miles, there was not much sprinting in me. I was really upset because zombies generally do not sprint, especially like Usain Bolt. I even yelled at him, "that's total bull**** dude!"
|This guy was in a ripped up suit and looked awesome|
One zombie, dressed as a runner, leaned down and pretended to be tying her shoes. When unsuspecting runners would pass her, she would run them down from behind (again, total bullcrap in my opinion). All in all, I'd say only about 1% of runners survived with any balloons intact, and 100% of them only had 1 left. Several of the 1% that survived were the aforementioned cheaters. The only thing one received for surviving was a sense of pride, but you didn't even have that if you cheated.
|This guy was creepy. The dreadlocks are real|
The participants, both runners and zombies, ranged in age from 4 to 75. Several young kids were dressed as zombies who had tremendous fun chasing grownups.
After the race was over, they had a Quarantine Party where the runners and the zombies got a chance to mingle for some photo ops, water, apples, chips, and energy bars.
Overall the zombie run was a fantastic experience even if everyone did not play by the rules. Runners received a t-shirt, zombie-survival running backpack, water bottle, and a few other miscellaneous things. The experience was one of a kind that really took your mind off the misery of running three miles. By the time I got to the end, I was actually disappointed that it was over.
|I left her at the altar|