The way it worked was you were giving two life flags (think
flag football). The object was to be the
first (male & female) to cross the finish line with both life flags. The run/race was untimed but everyone still
got a medal just for finishing the run. It
was an untimed event. They had also put
out some obstacles on the course to slow you down. The obstacles were tires to run threw and a
wall that you had to run up and over.
I started out about middle front of a pack of over 300
runners. At first I was running slowly
because I didn’t know what to expect.
The first couple of Zombies were no big deal because there were so many
runners in groups that if they weren’t going for you, you could just run on
by. Then about a half way into the run I decided
that my best bet to finishing the run ‘Alive’ was to run all out when I came up
on a Zombie. I thought I would have the advantage
over the Zombie by running full speed for two reasons.
One: I hoped that
they would see me running so HARD that they would be like forget that guy, too
much effort to get him. I’ll chase the
next one.
Two: The Zombies were
standing flat footed and waiting on the runners to come to them. So, I figured if I could get up to an all out
sprint that I would have the momentum over the Zombie and that they wouldn’t
have a quick first step.
Here I am trying to do my best spin move to avoid this zomibe. From the look of this picute it was much closer than I thought. {photo by @mrjonmiller on twitter}
Here I am checking to make sure that I still had my flags. {photo by @mrjonmiller on twitter}
This plan of mine worked great. I take off when I saw a Zombie and then I
would take a walk break to get ready for the next group of Zombies. However all this hard running was wearing me
down. I also started to notice that the
Zombies seemed to be picking on me. I
didn’t know it at the time but I was running with a group of friends and I was
the only one with life flags left.
I was tired but feeling very confident around 2.5 mile
mark. It was about that time that some
old lady started talking to me. She was
asking all kinds of questions and really trying to have a conversation with me. Then out of nowhere one of the guys that was
running with just reach over and grabbed of my flags. At first I thought it was just another runner
because he didn’t look like a Zombie but he was. This guy had one little bit scratch on
him. I felt that it was very Bush League
of that lady and that Zombie. However I
did finish the race alive because I still had one flag but my pride was hurt
that I lost one.
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