This was the Mayan End of Days, underground race. I had someone custom make loincloths, but they turned out to be more like half kilts. Too cold to run without the tights and at times questioned why I went without the shirt.
Here is the whole group, not too many people dressed up for this race compared to the Jive Turkey on Thanksgiving.
I have entered a whole new level of crazy.
Here is the whole group, not too many people dressed up for this race compared to the Jive Turkey on Thanksgiving.
I have entered a whole new level of crazy.