The Cupid's Undie Run, February 15th, is really just a drinking event for charity, with a short little run to make it interesting. The run was probably less than a mile. The drinking event consisted of two bars in Washington, DC, near Capitol Hill and the Marine Corps Barracks. The bars were about 25 feet apart and only runners (ahem, runners, really?) with wrist bands showing they paid, were allowed into these two bars.
I ended up being the highest fundraiser for our team, Booz Boxers, and that didn't even count the other donations that friends and colleagues made accidentally to other team members. Not that I care that they donated to other team members. I hate soliciting and only did it to help out the team captain, and because it was for a good cause: The Children's Tumor Foundation. But really, there are SO MANY GOOD CAUSES out there that we get solicited for so I hate doing that. I'm good at it though, I admit.
I should work for some foundation. When I get into it, I really get the enthusiasm going. What helped with my donations, I believe, is that I'm older (almost 55) and this run (drinking event) is actually more for the 20's and 30-somethings.
So I came up with a costume that wouldn't show my old lady-ness: a full body unitard, flesh colored, wearing a white pillow slip pinned around my butt like a baby's diaper, and white feather wings on my back, and a red plastic bow and arrow. All but the diapers were bought on Amazon.com. Love Amazon.com. Hate shopping in malls or stores physically, but LOVE perusing Amazon. OK, got off the subject there a bit.
Back to the Cupids Undie Run. I think I was able to raise decent money because I posted pictures of me in my costume just a few days before. I did this on Facebook and sent some via email to colleagues.
It was snowing/sleeting the day of the race, and quite a bit leading up to the race so we were a bit challenged getting there, but as I like to make LemonAid out of lemons, we did snow angles along the run route. That was exhilarating. Hell, the entire run was exhilarating. It was cold. Yes. We were drunk. Yes. Not exactly a fitness event. But then, they plan the run for a cold month, plan it so the costume is your bee vee dee's, your next-to-nothings, and put you in bars for about 2 hours after the last opportunity sign-in to get your wrist bands and there is nothing to do in those NICE WARM BARs but drink and see the freak show. Pretty cool.
