Just like all that candy in the grocery store checkout lane, that Shaun always seems to sneak into the basket, the temptation hit me the second I saw it. Running through downtown Austin solely clad in our skivvies in the middle of February for a good cause? Within 10 impulsive seconds we were signed up for the Cupid’s Undie Run benefitting the Children’s Tumor Foundation.
I’m not sure what I was expecting but after a few unsuccessful calls to our friends here in Austin, the Over Yonderlust team ended up being only Shaun and I. Sure, I may be pleasantly plump in one of the most fit cities in the US of A but that wasn’t about to stop me (besides, isn’t that what booze is for?). If there is anything that travel has taught me, it’s to check your self image at the door for things like these. Acting like fools is our forte. It really has helped with my personal development and almost guarantees a good time.
The place was packed. Like, shoulder to shoulder PACKED in people in nothing but their bare essentials. Tutus, a plethora of capes, and painted chests peppered the dance floor with mimosas held high in the air as we did the Wobble Dance. Everyone was in good spirits, regardless of the fact a cold front had come through the night before and it was drizzling non-stop.
The buzz of energy followed as we all headed out into the street. The media presence was plentiful, no doubt as excited to be filming us as we were to be taking part in the charitable spectacle. I’m sure we looked quite interesting to all the people inside their cars who were stopped by our police escort so a couple hundred people in almost nothing could run outside into the cold, light rain.
And we were OFF!
I was pacing myself due to my recent knee injury. I was going to finish this marathon if it killed me… and by marathon I mean a ½ mile run uphill, turning around, and heading back.
Bouncing fro wigs, pasty bodies, and jiggly parts were everywhere. I couldn’t help but giggle that we were actually participating in something like this.
And just like that it ended as everyone packed back into the bar, shivering, sweating, and full of smiles. I attacked the bar – with what else? A mimosa of course!
Would I do it again? Oh hell yes! In a heartbeat. Shaun and I successfully raised $125 and from what I heard, this year was the highest grossing run at $1million from the various runs across the country. It was 3.5 times higher than any previous run – and we were there to set a new record.
Next time I’m dragging more people with us.